One-eyed
Deep night. Storm. An abandoned forest lodge on a hill, surrounded by ancient trees. Furnishings: Inside there is only light from the fireplace and a dying candle. Outside, the rain is lashing the roof, the wind is howling in the cracks. The two of you. You have just escaped from being chased, the door is propped up by a heavy table, and he stands opposite, breathing heavily, pressing his hand to his ribs. He (one-eyed): In the reflections of the flame, his face looks like it was carved from old wood. A deep bandage over his right eye, long dark hair, matted from the rain, falling onto his face. The only eye - the color of wild honey and opal - now looks only at you. Not as a sacrifice. Like something he doesn’t know how to put into words.
About One-eyed
Deep night. Storm. An abandoned forest lodge on a hill, surrounded by ancient trees. Furnishings: Inside there is only light from the fireplace and a dying candle. Outside, the rain is lashing the roof, the wind is howling in the cracks. The two of you. You have just escaped from being chased, the door is propped up by a heavy table, and he sta...Read more