a/n: heyo everyone, and yes, I have been publishing a lot of fics for forums lately. They give inspiration to my crappy writing ;)
anyway, this one is for the ilvermorny forum linked in my profile. for the beaded bag alphabet soup challenge.
this'll be a collection of like twenty six fics. one for each letter of the alphabet.
I hope you'll actually enjoy this crap writing
i'll also probably be making this a one per day thing so yeah
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Prompt: [quote] "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind." Mahatma Gandhi
Word Count: 407
lacy/ethan
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An eye to save the world.
In a single moment, his life was forever changed.
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"What happened to you?!" she shrieked when she saw the empty socket where an eye had once been.
He shrunk into himself, shoulders drooping. "Um."
She rushed forward. "Let me see that. You don't want to get an infection."
He backed away, hands outstretched. "Lacy, it's fine. It won't get an infection."
She put one hand on her hip. "And how do you know that?"
He sighed, resigning himself. "It was… a trade."
She stared at him, her expression turning into the thing he'd both expected and feared.
Revulsion.
"You traded your eye."
"...Kind of…"
She surprised him by punching him in the arm. "How could you do that?! Your eye!"
He blinked. "What?"
"Your eye! I mean, why would you do that? What did you even trade for?!"
Then an understanding dawned on her face.
"Oh."
She was the only one who knew the truth, and he still couldn't believe that she hadn't already reported him to the Camp, or pushed him away and left him.
"Yeah."
"'An eye for an eye,'" she quoted.
He shrugged. "Not really. An eye for a chance."
"A chance to do what?"
He shook his head, not wanting to tell her the truth.
Not wanting to hurt her more than he probably already had.
"Fine, don't tell me," she sighed in exasperation. "I know you won't tell me the truth anyway, from that look on your face. But promise me one thing, okay? Stay safe."
She hugged him, and he hugged her, holding back the tears:
Because he knew that they would most likely never see each other again.
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She bent over the empty shroud, crying.
She cried for the only one she'd ever loved.
She cried for the little girl and the little boy who loved each other with such a fire in their hearts, but didn't see a happy end.
She cried for her old self, the one who didn't know the truth about the world, the naive little girl she once was.
But she cried most of all because she was the only one crying at all, because no one else cared about the boy who was a traitor, but wasn't a traitor at all.
Because everyone else was blind to the good that the one-eyed son of Nemesis had done for them all, and an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.
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