Darkness in all its shades enveloped Gaiur; first in shades of red, then violet, then blue. Tricks of the mind played out by her freshly blinded eyes?
Perhaps. It wouldn’t be the first time she experienced phantom sensations. An old spear wound marred her right shoulder with puckers of scar tissue, and sometimes it felt like the spear was still lodged in…
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