chapter 110
"She who lays with monsters should look to it that she herself does not become one, for if you fornicate with the dark, the dark also fornicates with you," murmured Lyra looking over her black wool in wonder. "Hmm? What was that?" "N-nothing!" Lyra avoided Rain's gaze. Fortunately they were walking back through the forest beside each other and that wasn't hard to do. She brought her arm up to her eyes. Black wool. A Skill which she strongly suspected was a powerful key Skill just like her invisibility. Her wool was acting as a portal to some kind of space, a space that, according to Rain, held stone benches and basins of water and nothing else whatsoever. Obviously a place of safety for those in need. She stared at the wool. She would just take a quick look, surely that would be fine
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