Greatwater Lake Milk-colored eye

Charon stayed at a distance until she noticed him, because he did not want to startle her. He was coming up on her bad side, after all. Charon stared at her face when she turned to face him, at her one good eye and her one mutilated eye. It looked white, and Charon wondered if it was because of an injury. The scars at the edges of her eyesocket told him it was. She looked like something out of his imagination, a demon, with that eye, but he did not judge or think she was scary, considering she just greeted him calmly. She'd probably just got hurt or something.

But still, it made her look pretty... well, it was hard to say. 'Ugly' was perhaps too harsh a word to describe it, especially considering Charon mostly thought it was... "Wow, your eye looks so cool!" Charon stared at it in awe, feeling like a little child again. Recently he had become more mature, and mostly had tried to be more mature, but this pulled him right back into childhood. "What'd you do with it? Did you get into a fight? Wow, I wish I had an eye like that!" Well, maybe not really, but it was the first thing that popped into Charon's mind when he observed the white eye. Not for a moment did he consider the feelings of the mostly white girl.