Blink

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I am the sightless. Father told me you are dangerous. You don't seem bad, however, father said you have mastered the skill of pretending. Either way, I cannot tell. So I will not trust you.

Through clouded glass an ominous shadow steps lightly into my pherepherials. It twitches, its movements like that of a passively occurring glitch. I barely notice the shadow growing closer. everything around me growing slowly darker. The shadow is growing nearer and nearer. The objects that surround me appear to freeze over and fade into dark, blurry masses. The air around me seems to be trembling with the shadow's presence. Nearer still, it is now inches from me, but I see even less detail. Suddenly, it opens its eyes. All becomes dark, and I fall to the floor.

There is nothing but darkness. I feel my way around the den with shaky, outstretched arms. My father takes my hand and guides me through to the gathering place. "It seems you have gotten lost" he whispers. "You no longer can find your way by yourself. But do not be afraid. This is a gift. All other ways have been shut, only for a newer, brighter path to open. One with more colour than the path any of us could ever imagine"

"Father, how am I to see them?" My trembling voice echoed off the dripping cavern walls. I struggled to remember the colours that danced in my fathers glowing eyes. All I could see was darkness.
"They are not for you to see" my father could be very confusing sometimes.
"Then for whom, father?"
"They are for the eyes of your heavenly father"
"My heavenly father?"
"So through him, you can discover colours that cannot be seen by anyone else. He chose you. You are the one who sees."
"But everything is dark, father. How am I to see anything?"
Father waited.
Drip drip drip drip
Crystal pools stirred by ceiling drips laid near both sides of our place, our special place; one on the right and one on the left.
"Let Him be your eyes"
And then father's tongue was still.