Brea Ismene was in a very good mood. She loved helping people. More than that, she loved when things worked out exactly how she wanted them to.
She dropped a pair of dripping orbs with striking cloudy blue irises into the jug on the back shelf. My, but the eye jar was getting full. Perhaps she should come up with another form of payment.
Or she could just get another jar.
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An Eye for Love
Cerita PendekKatarina hadn't gone blind by choice, of course; like all things in life, she insisted to herself, it had been inevitable-forced upon her-unfair, and not remotely her fault. It wasn't her fault that she had been a little lonely and rather curious, d...
