Fics like you gave me more than i could ask for

“I thought you were a kindred soul, Castti,” he murmured. “I’ve overheard you talking to yourself many times before. Others have noticed it as well. It’s like you’re conversing with someone who isn’t there.” Castti stopped and looked up to Osvald once again. Genuine confusion was written in her eyes, and she blinked at him a few times before she was able to remind herself that she needed to respond. “Really? I don’t remember ever doing something like that.” She would have remembered if she had been talking to herself. Surely people only spoke to themselves if they had an intention to do so. Perhaps Osvald had simply misheard her. That would make sense. Osvald continued to stare at Castti as she forced herself to get back to her work. He didn’t seem to believe her, or if he did believe her, he thought there was more to it than she claimed. Either way, he left it there, seeming to see it was a pointless argument to have. After that, he just got back to watching Castti work, and all the while, she felt Osvald’s eyes against the back of her head. --- Osvald was the first person to notice. {In which Castti uncovers the truth behind the voices she hears but no one else does.}

Fics like you gave me more than i could ask for

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