Raven's Watch Souärr

her eyes?

she had never seen them. she had never tried. in truth, her reflection was better left alone in her mind. maybe this was what eyes had been made for — seeing another's own and thinking of how nice they were. what a shame it might be if this pale snow woman never saw her own.

i like your eyes. and although it is an echo of words, she means it in true. they are cold but she felt warm when held within them.

nowhere. everywhere.

maybe that was how it was meant to be.