Always Watching
He watched her, everyday, through the eyes of his puppet. He watched her laugh, saw her cry and listened as she complained to what she believed was an empty forest.
Why?
He could not understand this fixation he had acquired. This girl for she was nothing more, he assured his inner demons was barely a shadow of the woman that she resembled. There was nothing remarkable in her looks, nor in her purification powers. She was insignificant to him.
So
why?
Perhaps it was her similarity to the dead priestess Kikyo. If that was the reason, then he could accept it and cease watching her. Yet, he still continued to view the girl from afar, hidden in the shadows of the forest next to that so-strange well.
Maybe it was because a part of him wanted to use her powers to find the rest of the jewel
Again, his mind dismissed this as a weak argument. He did not desire her powers at all, for if he did, he would have taken her the moment he began thi
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