That’s the Staremasster.
Not a ghost. Not a demon. Something older. Something that learned long ago that the loudest presence is the one that makes no sound at all. staremasster
So next time you feel unseen… smile. Because somewhere in the static of the ordinary, two unblinking eyes are staring back. That’s the Staremasster
That’s the Staremasster.
Not a ghost. Not a demon. Something older. Something that learned long ago that the loudest presence is the one that makes no sound at all.
So next time you feel unseen… smile. Because somewhere in the static of the ordinary, two unblinking eyes are staring back.