There was once a lovely young girl whoa name was Evelyn. She had the
loveliest of blue eyes. Bluer than the sky after a summer rain, brighter
than any star in the midnight sky. It was often said that she had electric
blue eyes, and certainly the name fit quite well. For such a young girl,
her eyes were ever emotional. Behind those blue eyes of hers was an
infinite sadness that she would never understand. Behind those electric
blue eyes was a never-ending pain she would one day realize, yet never comprehend just why it was there. Never would she know, though she'd suffer
all the same. These blue eyes were the envy of the very gods and goddess whom dwelt upon Mt. Olmpus. For her eyes, she was taunted by them. they made her life an everlasting living Hell. Plauges upon her family, and the bluest of tears shed upon her part. The gods took great pride in causing this mere mortal such agony. They'd just as soon take her eyes from her, but no. this game
of theirs was far more entertaining than any before it.
It is said that, though she had the most beautiful of optics, the gods wanted not her eyes, but the tears that were wept from it. Tis said that they gave her her very own realm. the Realm of Tears. Her heart was ever so big and she felt the pain of those whom she laid her wonderous eyes upon. As was this, she was put into a toxic Wonderland, filled with dispair. And so she wept. every day of her life, every breath she took, was spent as the tears rolled down her face. The tears led down to Mt. Olympus, and it was
said that the gods and the goddess bathed in that very water.
her eyes were ever emotional. Behind those blue eyes of hers was an
infinite sadness that she would never understand. Behind those electric
blue eyes was a never-ending pain she would one day realize, yet never comprehend just why it was there. Never would she know, though she'd suffer
all the same. These blue eyes were the envy of the very gods and goddess whom dwelt upon Mt. Olmpus. For her eyes, she was taunted by them. they made her life an everlasting living Hell. Plauges upon her family, and the bluest of tears shed upon her part. The gods took great pride in causing this mere mortal such agony. They'd just as soon take her eyes from her, but no. this game
of theirs was far more entertaining than any before it.
It is said that, though she had the most beautiful of optics, the gods wanted not her eyes, but the tears that were wept from it. Tis said that they gave her her very own realm. the Realm of Tears. Her heart was ever so big and she felt the pain of those whom she laid her wonderous eyes upon. As was this, she was put into a toxic Wonderland, filled with dispair. And so she wept. every day of her life, every breath she took, was spent as the tears rolled down her face. The tears led down to Mt. Olympus, and it was
said that the gods and the goddess bathed in that very water.