Bad is an understatement. The sclera is a horrific solid red streaked with black veins. The irises are swallowed by his pupils widened completely in a failed attempt to let in light and allow sight. And said pupils are glowing. Bright enough to cast slight beams of terrible orange light...
Abysa's presence does little to calm Micolash. In his horror, he's rolled over and pushed himself up with his other arm. His hand continues to feel and grope desperately at his face, frantic to see anything. Anything. Pushing his lids open, pulling them wider, panicked for his sight.
He hasn't stopped screaming in horror and fright, even when Abysa comes near and touches him. Instead, it makes Micolash jump in surprise. And then he's clawing and grabbing for Abysa instead. All with those awful eyes still wide open and still unseeing.
"I can't see!" his voice cracks. "Kin! I can't see! I can't see!" The horror of this situation continues to creep upon him, sinking in deep enough that he finally gasps a ragged sob.
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Abysa's presence does little to calm Micolash. In his horror, he's rolled over and pushed himself up with his other arm. His hand continues to feel and grope desperately at his face, frantic to see anything. Anything. Pushing his lids open, pulling them wider, panicked for his sight.
He hasn't stopped screaming in horror and fright, even when Abysa comes near and touches him. Instead, it makes Micolash jump in surprise. And then he's clawing and grabbing for Abysa instead. All with those awful eyes still wide open and still unseeing.
"I can't see!" his voice cracks. "Kin! I can't see! I can't see!" The horror of this situation continues to creep upon him, sinking in deep enough that he finally gasps a ragged sob.