Eyes in Which the Fires of War Burn

by GaolerWench

These orbs; so haunted and yet innocent at the same time. Eyes are the window to the soul, but what happens when the body itself is a soul? Not all is laid bare... A series of drabbles that will continue until the muse abandons m.

14. Aizen Sousuke

The rain poured down from the sky, frozen and driving. Dead, cold brown eyes stared up into the downpour, willing it to do him any damage. He knew that rain was rain; it wouldn't do anything but soak him. But, to some, the rain is a vehicle of glory: a cleansing device that God employs to wash the Earth clean.

But this man, this Aizen Sousuke, would stand uncleansed, for no rain could wash a soul as evil as his.