His Majesty blinked open his eyes. The man stumbled back at the blue radiance, failing to hide his look of horror.
The King had no pupils.
Just bright, unyielding blue eyes.
"I'll go."
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Black Zone
Short StoryA King. A creature stuck in a dark prison made of its own pain. And for some reason, these two are meant to be. {Honorable Mention in the Scholastic Art & Writing Awards}
