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How long had it been since he saw the light? Since he saw the vivid colors that life made up?

It felt like years since his sight had been taken from him...when honestly it had only been a few months of intensive care. Glass shards had ripped his eyes and fave open. A fool he had been...trusting that egg-shaped gro, and now he was paying the price. Infections of runny glands plaque him since the incident causing the treatment to take longer, causing his family to worry even more, but as time passed, his eyes began to recover with the light magic Dr. F treated him with. Had it not been for the light magic, he would surely have gone blind.

However....the light magic could not cure the things Inanis saw in the darkness he had been enveloped in.

It started slowly, being unable to tell the time of the day, for the most part. The most he could do was sleep the pain and infections away, and listen to the words the Doctor said in hushed tones to his parents. His right eye suffered the most, and with some luck, he would still have some vision in it. His parents cried alot...he ...he didn't know how to feel about that.

...But then came the night he noticed it, noticed the darkness he was encased in moved and twitched as if tendrils of some great beast. He wondered silently what it could be, but alas all possibilities could not be found by him. It was as if they were something he shouldn't know of.

The day though the darkness noticed him though....was a nightmare he would never forget.

He could not tell if it was day or night, but the inky tendrils twitched and wiggled more than what Inanis perceived as normal. They throbbed and pulsed as if something had disturbed them.

It was then Inanis had noticed it....an eye in the darkness, staring directly at him, soon there were thousands of them, all different colors, just staring at him. The twitching of the tendrils stopped...and that is when they moved towards him. Inanis screamed as the inky tendrils grabbed a hold of him, and he tried with all his might to break free only for the darkness to take a stronger hold on him.

Mouths with razor sharp teeth appeared, and Inanis feared he would be consumed by the darkness. Whispers escaped their lips, words in a language Inanis could not understand, he screamed and trashed only for the darkness to overtake him and it tried to squeeze him to death.

...These nightmares continued each night, each was exactly the same as the last...according to the Dr. F it was the infections and runny glands...but Inanis knew better....the darkness and its whispers felt too real, and he could remember some of its words.

It wasn't until one night during the nightmare that Dr. F used light magic to treat his fever that did they stop.

From that point on the nightmares rarely happened...and Inanis made a speedy recovery from that point onward.

When the bandages were first removed, the sudden light in his now dark world was jarring....but he could still make others out to an extent. His eyes only had trouble with things very close to him, and with some tests, was given glasses by Dr. F. After another week of making sure he was well enough, he was able to finally go back home. His mother and father had come, along with some new siblings.

That night when finally in his own bed he took a mirror and stared at his face....seeing his scars. They throbbed in pain a bit, and he groaned and placed the mirror down.

He didn't want to sleep...yet when slumber came all he could dream of was those eyes.

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Legit was gonna scream cause I thought I lost this like I thought i lost the other text file for Inanis's story.

Anyway, Inanis is fucked up.

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Description
How long had it been since he saw the light? Since he saw the vivid colors that life made up?

It felt like years since his sight had been taken from him...when honestly it had only been a few months of intensive care. Glass shards had ripped his eyes and fave open. A fool he had been...trusting that egg-shaped gro, and now he was paying the price. Infections of runny glands plaque him since the incident causing the treatment to take longer, causing his family to worry even more, but as time passed, his eyes began to recover with the light magic Dr. F treated him with. Had it not been for the light magic, he would surely have gone blind.

However....the light magic could not cure the things Inanis saw in the darkness he had been enveloped in.

It started slowly, being unable to tell the time of the day, for the most part. The most he could do was sleep the pain and infections away, and listen to the words the Doctor said in hushed tones to his parents. His right eye suffered the most, and with some luck, he would still have some vision in it. His parents cried alot...he ...he didn't know how to feel about that.

...But then came the night he noticed it, noticed the darkness he was encased in moved and twitched as if tendrils of some great beast. He wondered silently what it could be, but alas all possibilities could not be found by him. It was as if they were something he shouldn't know of.

The day though the darkness noticed him though....was a nightmare he would never forget.

He could not tell if it was day or night, but the inky tendrils twitched and wiggled more than what Inanis perceived as normal. They throbbed and pulsed as if something had disturbed them.

It was then Inanis had noticed it....an eye in the darkness, staring directly at him, soon there were thousands of them, all different colors, just staring at him. The twitching of the tendrils stopped...and that is when they moved towards him. Inanis screamed as the inky tendrils grabbed a hold of him, and he tried with all his might to break free only for the darkness to take a stronger hold on him.

Mouths with razor sharp teeth appeared, and Inanis feared he would be consumed by the darkness. Whispers escaped their lips, words in a language Inanis could not understand, he screamed and trashed only for the darkness to overtake him and it tried to squeeze him to death.

...These nightmares continued each night, each was exactly the same as the last...according to the Dr. F it was the infections and runny glands...but Inanis knew better....the darkness and its whispers felt too real, and he could remember some of its words.

It wasn't until one night during the nightmare that Dr. F used light magic to treat his fever that did they stop.

From that point on the nightmares rarely happened...and Inanis made a speedy recovery from that point onward.

When the bandages were first removed, the sudden light in his now dark world was jarring....but he could still make others out to an extent. His eyes only had trouble with things very close to him, and with some tests, was given glasses by Dr. F. After another week of making sure he was well enough, he was able to finally go back home. His mother and father had come, along with some new siblings.

That night when finally in his own bed he took a mirror and stared at his face....seeing his scars. They throbbed in pain a bit, and he groaned and placed the mirror down.

He didn't want to sleep...yet when slumber came all he could dream of was those eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Legit was gonna scream cause I thought I lost this like I thought i lost the other text file for Inanis's story.

Anyway, Inanis is fucked up.

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