Ever since we found ourselves going to school, we are taught about colors. By the use of our senses, we're able to determine how one differentiate from another, or even how colors feel.
Usually, we compare colors and where it commonly be found. If we discuss nature, we think, green, brown, and other earthly colors.
We mention blue and its shades when we think about water, Ice, and the sky.
Yellow for the sun, lemonade, and your favorite T-shirt.When someone asks how can they identify peppers we say red.
So on and so on.Colors can also be used to describe someone's personality. When I say you're yellow, you're bright as the sun, warm as spring, and soft like a baby chick. When I say you're blue, you can be calm as the sea or cold as ice, you can be clear as the sky or dark as the bottom of the ocean.
When I say you're green, you're a fresh breath of air, in between warm and cool. You can be sensitive, yet organic. When I say you're red, you can be the epitome of love, pretty as a rose, important as blood. But you can be dangerous.
Other than describing things and personalities. One of our habits is to look at someone's eye. Wondering if they have brown, black, blue, or even green. And because of this, we tend to look at our eyes too. Wishing to find out what's behind those orbs.
But what if the color of your eyes makes you special. More special and mysterious than you think. What will you do if the windows of the truth bring nothing but unfortunates? Will you see the curse as a potential or a disadvantageous gift?
Thousands of years ago, humanity faced a once-in-a-lifetime event. A creation of totality came to look after the planet earth. It brings peace, love and happiness. But despite it being great, not everyone was pleased by the sudden change of ruling.
Jealousy, Anger, Pride, Power, and Evilness consumed someone named Abbadon. Behind the friendly, welcoming, and wide smiles of his were revenge. Revenge for the reason that his plan on taking over the world was interrupted by something that doesn't belong in his so-called kingdom.
He and his minions prepare for years in order to take what's in the Creation. One night after all those jolly springs and sunny summers, darkness covered the planet. Abbadon's agenda was fulfilled, nobody know-how, and nobody can do anything to stop him.
Abbadon being himself, reckless, lack of knowledge, and pure evil didn't say what's coming next. A warrior of the time tried to fight him. He belittles the man, not knowing that the man is not an average one. As both of their sides fight inside the palace, then the gem that serves as the heart of the Creation fell in front of his eyes. Pieces in a different color were scattered on the ground. Every piece shone brightly everyone became mesmerized by it. Except for the warrior.
Abbadon's men started to back down. He can feel his knees weakened. While the warrior in his silver armor remained still. Both were stunned by a sudden movement of the ground. They sway back and forth as the walls became waves. Abandon took this opportunity to grab the pieces, unluckily for him, before he can get all of it the warrior attacked him. He fought back, using all the left strength he have, he kicked the warrior and grab a piece, the pigment Red. He run outside and looked back just to see the warrior being flattened by the debris, At the last glance he took he saw the warrior's eyes, it was shite.
He left the place with his men. Moved far away and unseen. He was a rage for not having all the pieces. But on the contrary, he is also in pleasure as he holds the strongest and most cursed part of the gem. Without a doubt, he swallowed it. His body stiffened, his temperature raised up, his skin started to release some sort of smoke. Until a fire appears on his body, burning every inch it touches. He screamed in pain and anguish. Thinking he had died from the process Abaddon woke up surrounded by his men.
" Master, please don't move too much," said the most loyal servant he have. But he disregarded his servant's worried face and went in front of the mirror. Shocked at his face that is now half-burned Abaddon screamed once more. He thought that the Gem did nothing until he saw his eyes. It was red and glowing. Abaddon smiled and laugh.
" At last "were his first words.
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Eyes Of Yours
Fanfiction" I will take, those eyes of yours " How do we define ourselves with a single glance? How do we define justice with our own hands? How do we define love with our own chance? ----- A Jenlisa fanfic Peak: #3 Jenlisa #1. Sandara