Red.

That's all she could see now. Her eyes showed nothing but the color red. You could call it being blind. Or you could call it being cursed. Cursed with the ability to only see red. Red. The color of blood. Tue blood she sat in was her own. She didn't know how anyone could help break the curse.

Until the day she met him.

He was serious, he was strong, he cared for her. She at least thought this by the way he would talk with that accent. And the way he would hold her during a nightmare. Only in her dreams did she ever see other colors.

But when she woke up. Red. All that she could see.

But then...the nuke. Oh that terrible noise is what made her cry and lose it all. However...Rythian saved her. She wished she could see him. She wished she could hold him. She wished she could kiss him. And tell her how he made her feel inside looking at him in his eyes. But she couldn't. All because of that one color.

Red.