The Defiled

''EYES OF AGES''

I was always a weird kid. I'm Lyra. A girl in 12th grade with an average IQ but an insatiable desire to be something in this crooked world.

Mom would always beckon me to become a little bit more open but i have my own reasons for shutting most of the world out. You see I was born with an unusual eye prowess. One that was not inherited one no one could fathom about. I call it the '' Eyes of Ages''. However, my eyes had normal camofloughing appearance. Yet, I am unable to see this outward superficial appearance. Everytime I would look into a mirror my eyes would show me a world I do not know of. A world scorched red, red with the emotions of those residing in it.

That was how I came in contact with Maerel. A baby demon borne from the ashes of a burnt down church. Maerel was more like a familiar to me always addressing me as ''Young Master'. But he was more than that. He took on the role of a confidant and a snuggling fur ball. Maerel, to comfort, me took on the form of a black cat with auburn stripes on his tail and ears, reminding me always that Maerel wasn't always going to be there.

I am in a bus at the moment playing on the train of thoughts at the last row where I could avoid most of the people when I saw a woman smoking a cigarette. She was followed by a ball of crimson. Those that mark a bad omen. People could help people but our thoughts would go on to stab us earlier than our fate would, so I turned away from the sight of the poor 'defiled' woman that fate chose to play with. Our seemingly simple world is not as simple as we think. There are evil entities that play with our mind's soul.

However, looking away does not always help. The woman was born a beautiful child to a happy couple. A lone child, she was the centre of their lives until I saw her crashing her sanity onto her bathroom floor. She had lost both of them. I saw how she moved on from the place that killed her with a thousand good memories. It did not help that she was only 20 at that time. She had nothing of her own except her parents but even then she sold their beautiful ranch style cottage and moved away to the city where she upon arriving had sighed with a hopeful smile. A tear dropped from my eyes. She started out as a cafe owner and life was going on as smoothly as she hoped for it for. My eyes brimmed with tears again as I saw her in a white flowing dress as she walked down the aisle alone without any one to give her on. She was a woman who had concieved with her lovable but fate was cruel and took him away from her again. 8 months old bump and there she was holding on to her husbands hands as he took his last breath. What send her shattering again was her husbands last three words. She lost her hope and relied only on the life she was developing inside her. Until he was born dead.

I looked on outside releasing a breath I did not know I held.

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HEY GUYS!

sorrry for this late update ;-; was having writer block!

gimme a spark. i need motivation too.
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