"How bad does it look?" I ask.
He falls silent. I can only guess what his face does. I feel his hand on my wound. I wince.
"Sorry." He says.
"It's fine." I say.
I can hear him nod, or I'm guessing it. My nose picks up some herbal concoction. I cock my head. Lots of grassy smells were entering my nose. I can still smell with this mask on. It's just meant to shield my face. He presses his hand onto my wound. I wince. His hand feels slimy. His hand feels like grass. I feel it enter my wound.
"How's everyone doing?" I ask.
"Lady Yanli and Jiang Wangyin have not stopped looking for you." He says.
A jolt fills me suddenly. A jab of pain enters me. I wince. It's surprising for some reason.
"Wow." I mutter.
"Sorry, did I hurt you?" He asks.
"No." I say.
I let out a breath. Is it right for me to assume dead? Is it right for me to cause so much pain for them? I thought I was saving them from my shameful face, but now it's a sickening feeling. It's a feeling that burns my inners. Am I even doing the right thing anymore? Is this the right way to get my eyes back?
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The Eye Theif
FantasyWei Wuxian's eyes gets stolen! Ripped from his head by a thief witch. He now searches high and low but without eyes, it's difficult. His spiritual chi is devasted. He can barely jump without wincing. Lan Zhan will have to help Wei Wuxian through it...
