She falls
She falls. He stands there, not moving
This is not the boy I trained
Don't make me fight you, son
We fight and I look into those eyes
Filled with hate and golden
I tell him to stop
Hoping, against all hope, that he will come to his senses
He screams at me
He is consumed by fire
I cannot bare the sight
She is having twins
They will be separated
He looks so much like his father
She looks like her mother
I know that I must confront him
Once again his eyes are different
They are now emotionless, black orbs
I know he will suffer
But in the end, they might just help each other
Again I see him
But this time it's really him
Those bright, blue eyes, so full of emotion
I accept his apology
He's back and that's all that matters