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... about that to be honest. I did hear I hit my head pretty hard, so that might be the reason, Miss Seer."
Her soft voice came from all directions.
"There is no need for such formality, child. You may look at me."
I felt the weight of the gaze on me reduce as I raised my head to face her.
The eye had become noticeably less... real. If before it looked like an eye, now it looked like a sketch of one, the edges and contours shifting in a gentle pattern.
It was ...
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