Dragoncrest Cliffs let me tell you that I saw your boyfriend walking down the street

it isn't the first time she's been asked about her eye: kremlin had inquired about it during their first few days traveling together, though he had guessed some sort of womb injury and saint had been inclined to let him believe it. it didn't really matter to her: perhaps he'd been right but either way, her sight had always been cloudy and hazy in it. blind but not in the sense of total darkness: just monochrome and undefined. blurry.

the unworld.

the world that lay festering beneath.

do not know. vas born vith eet. an injury would've been so much cooler, but without any scars that might lend aid to such a tall tale, saint is forced to rely on the truth.