An absence is something. Everything has a scent. A lack of it is like a hole in a wall. [He had nailed people with that. People who don’t have a strong sense of smell don’t think about it. He doesn’t blame them. People do what they know.
Shirou reaches out and takes the white stone into his hand. He holds it carefully like he would something delicate. It looks like a lodestone. He shifts his grip to the string but holds his other hand below it just in case.]
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Shirou reaches out and takes the white stone into his hand. He holds it carefully like he would something delicate. It looks like a lodestone. He shifts his grip to the string but holds his other hand below it just in case.]