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It’s been almost a fortnight since you left.
Your watch still on the dresser.
Your sock still lying on the living room floor.
Your eyes still in my mind….and my heart.
Those deep, black eyes…as black as a never ending winter night.
Cold, still, beautiful….wrenching out every secret from this rugged heart.
My scarred face, my scarred existence.
Seeing through one eye, I only see one side of this world.
Oracle, Oracle….I am the oracle. One who sees all.
One who knows all.
Then why do I not know who you are, ice-cold prince?
Your eyes, deep, black eyes….as black as….no,no…they are a true black.
The black of sparkling ebony presented to a queen.
This one is as black as charcoal, burnt, harsh charcoal.
You are the child of the dawn and enigma.
Unreachable as the sun, alluring as the Apsara
The dance of the ethereal starts…the song of the enchantress moon.
I see you now. I am the Oracle. I see all.
I know all.
Sent by the gods of blood to destroy this abomination with one eye.
One eye. And she sees all!!
You came, you left.
You did not kill me. Why?
This eye now sees that you will never return….and the wasteland lies before me.
Death seems a gift, but I regret not.
Goodbye. I have loved you.
I love you now.