Her Eyes

Her Eyes

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Sight. One of the 5 divine sanctions. It can be beautiful, and terrifying. It has caused people to go insane, or stay balanced. Make new things, but destroy the old. Some wish to harness sight, to be able to see beyond this world, but many have failed. Many see sight as a gift, others a blessing, but some a curse. How you utilize this sanction is special and unique. Every single pair is different and beautiful. Colourful and bright. Some have been brought into this world without this blessing. Unable to see the beauty in the world or the terror. Those who have the gift try to help those who were unfortunate enough to be unblessed. Although, it only makes the unfortunate want to see more. They wish to be blessed, healed, gifted, but it doesn't help. What hasn't been given has hurt them too much. One girl overall wished she could use... Her Eyes {Slow Burner}
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Many people believe that the blind are only those who can't see. They are wrong. Everyone is blind, in one way or another. Blindness comes in many forms. Those who are blind to the evils of the world are blind to reality. Those who are blinded by beauty are consequently blind to the fact that it comes with a price. And those who are blinded by light are also blind to the notion that it is accompanied by shadows. And though I must admit that I, too, was not above being blind. I knew the shadows all too well. My life was lead in the shadow of a wall; I was born shrouded in it, and if it were up to them, I would die the same way as well. The very moment I began to understand the world around me was the same moment it came crashing down. For at that moment, I realized that this wasn't my world. It was theirs. I had previously said that I was not immune to blindness. I knew I was different, but as they say, everybody is different for a reason. But I was blind to the fact that my reason was him. I was blind to the cruel twist of Fate that allowed my captor to become my liberator, and I was blinded again by the same cruel twist of Fate that made my liberator my captor. I was blind to the implications of making a deal quite literally signed in blood, and I was blind to the fact that it would bind me to the life of another for eternity as we knew it. I was born for him. He was born to kill. But, despite being blind to all this, I swore would never be blind to one thing: Though I may wear the Devil's Heart around my neck and His mark on my skin, I will never call myself a vampire's Compeer.

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