A/N - Wrote this 2 years ago. Some friends were participating in NaNoWriMo and I got swept up in the writing spirit.
Disclaimer - I do not own the fairy tale Rapunzel nor the prompt list Eyes came from.
37. Eyes
My sight is gone. Everything is black. Not a single shred of light can be seen. It has been so long since I have seen anything apart from this endless black void in front of me. I can feel the heat of the midday sun as it beats upon my back. But its glare does not affect me. I can hear the wind blow sand into my face and the scent of hot, burnt sand permeates the air. But I cannot see the shifting patterns the sand makes in the air. I can feel each grain of sand as I stumble through the harsh, unforgiving desert. But the golden hue does not make its way through the darkness. I can hear, smell, touch and taste everything around me much better than before I was blinded, but I would willingly relinquish these enhancement in senses if only I could get rid of this world devoid of colour and light.
I have been wandering in this desert for so long. My sense of day and night rely on the cycle of hot and cold. Even so, slowly, these cycles melt into one long dream of one extreme to another. I can no longer remember how my home looks like. Only a hazy shape of weathered white stones remains in my mind. Nor can I clearly remember any of my family. Their faces have blurred. My memory of colours are dimming, everything has slowly started turning into black. Everything I wish to see has fallen into the deep, dark depths of shadows.
Only one image shines brightly in my mind's eye. A beautiful, young maiden in a very tall tower. A maiden with such long hair that it can reach the very bottom of the tower that is her prison. The scene of our first meeting will forever be etched in my heart. A bright flower amidst cold, grey stones. Hair the colour of finely spun gold. Eyes the colour of sparkling blue sapphires. Lily-white skin which has never been kissed by the sun. Rosy-red lips curved in a shy smile. She is my angel, my one and only love. My Rapunzel. I yearn to see her once again. I curse that ugly old witch who separated us. I swear one day, I will have my revenge.
For so long, I have wandered this desert aimlessly, now it feels like there is something pulling me forward. Where this feeling will lead me, I know not. I cannot even tell whether I am going north, south, east or west. But something tells me, that at the end of this final journey, I will find the one I want the most.
Oh Rapunzel, my lovely angel. Could it really be you? Is that your hands I hold in mine? Is that your lips I feel on my cheek? Are those your tears that fall on my eyes? Don't cry, my love, don't cry. Wait. What is this? I can see? I can see your long golden hair, not as long as it used to be. Your beautiful, blue eyes sparkling with tears. Your skin is darker now, a creamy, milky hue. Finally, I can see my angel once again.
A/N - Constructive criticism is welcome.
