Salt in the Wound (Lyonesse)

by Sierra Simone

What is it about being watched that makes us want to impress the watcher?

Some devils hide, you see. Right in plain sight.

We are called to forgive, but how can you forgive someone for seeing one of the weakest versions of yourself? How can you ever forgive yourself for showing it to them?

“You are terrified that your soul will be damned to hell. And I no longer have one left at all.”

I have never seen him before in my life, and yet the moment his green eyes meet mine, it feels as if I’m coming home.

Really??? 🤨