Red Eyes

The eyes are the windows to a person’s soul.

They say that the worth of a person can be seen in his or her eyes. They say that no matter how good a person is with hiding their true selves and intentions, the eyes would always reveal everything. That is why it is seen as something sacred, and the worst punishment of all is blinding a person.

But… what would they say to a person born, not without a sight, but with too much of it?
She became a legend around, a girl wearing a black dress, around the age of fifteen, travelling around the place in search for justice. For whom? Well, certainly not hers.

“What do they call her?” Stories about her started when a group of men suddenly threw theirselves to the ground, in front of the townspeople, shouting their guilt and how they are not worth of any mercy.

The townspeople first thought that they were just crazy people, not minding them as they cry out confessions of horrible things that they have done. They were so horrid that, at the end of the day, the guards took them.

It turns out that what they have been shouting out has been true all along, that they have really done horrific things, and the guards took notice of who they are. They were wanted men, searched far and wide for the most horrible crime of all involving children. It is best not to go into details of their crimes, but in the end, they were hanged for it.

But, the authorities were, of course, confused as to why these people would even consider announcing their guilt when they have no problem doing horrid things for years. Surely, something happened that made them act like madmen?

The men told a story about a young girl, and how she can see everything and they shouldn’t have touched her, they should have let her go and not keep her there.
And that they should not have taken her eyes.

Their story spread like wildfire, a story about how a young girl with an all-seeing sight made them like a madmen. They only knew one girl like that…presumed dead.

The second incident happened the next day.

The field near the Baker’s store. I have seen underneath his field.

A letter appeared out of nowhere and was delivered to the authorities immediately.

The handwriting is elegant, and the paper made of fine material. The baker is well-known in their place for being a courteous man, nothing bad can be said about him, yet this letter points to something in his land.

“Must we really take this letter seriously?”

“Well, it must have been someone playing us! This is just a jest! That baker is an honourable man! No bones inside his closet, no sir!”

“I fully agree with this! He is a friend to everyone.”

But, at the same time, they were desperate for any lead.

At that time, children started disappearing out of nowhere. One day, they would just be seen playing around the town, and the next, they would be gone. Sometimes, they would be taken right under the noses of the parents, with them being taken while they are aslept.

There were no signs of force that indicates that the children were taken. It’s as if…they left on their own.

“I think we should investigate the baker. What is happening right now with innocent children disappearing is no laughing matter.” The elder of the village stated, nodding at the guards beside him. The guards all bowed, and marched outside the room, waiting for the right authorities to come.

“I must say that this letter is just a cook up! Blaming the innocent baker like that one madwoman who says that her daughter was taken by him, this is foolishness!” One man was very outspoken of her opinion of the baker, to which almost all of the men and women inside agreed with.

The elder knew he was risking a lot in believing this but he has no choice.
The story is that when they got to the baker’s store, he was shouting, and speaking of his own guilt, just like the men before.
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