Caren

There is something strange about Fuyuki.

And yet, nothing is out of the ordinary.

But still somehow the quiet of evening feels uneasy.

Three nights from now.

It feels like Fuyuki is about to be swallowed up.

It feels almost like a memory. A memory of a young girl.

The days are easy and carefree.

Lancer and Gilgamesh have a new Master.

The Church has a new caretaker.

Someone has taken up the organ there.