With grim satisfaction she watched him struggle, saw ire turn to rage and mold into determination. To think, that mere words could grant such power of people! If the colt had stopped to think, pushed away the anger and the injured pride for a mere moment it would have become obvious to him what she was doing.

But no. He took the bait, swallowed it hook line and sinker, and when he lashes out it is with silvery light - or was it liquid? - that stretched towards her through the void. Her first instinct would have been to duck, to swat it away and turn tail. Magic could do horrible things to people and this was probably stupid, foolish, she had no idea what would happen once the supernal essence touched her skin.

But foolish though it may be, she stood her ground. curiosity was a strong force too, and it ruled her spirit this moment. Holding her breath she stood still, watched the vapor aim for her face, the blind, dead eye that pained her so....

And when it touched her, it was the most peculiar sensation. Neither hot nor cold, not even particularly painful, the magic still caused the girl to flinch and gasp. She shook her head violently, no longer able to remain still as the swollen orb within its socket changed, shrunk and solidified with an itching, burning, tingling sensation.

Erthë kept both her eyes pressed tight together until the discomfort died away. Then she opened them, and squealed in delight. Not only did the damaged eye no longer feel damaged at all, but it did something she had never experienced before. It took in light, registered shapes and colors and was, if anything, even sharper than the right one. To someone who had lived her life in half darkness, this new perspective was at once blinding and dizzying - it would definitely take some getting used to.

Her previous bad temper disappeared like it had never even been there. Frowns vanished in the face of her wide, radiant smile, and she turned to the infuriating colt with a sort of soft, awed glint.

She would have thanked him, would have played with him for days and weeks if he still wished it. Instead, he made grimaces and backed away, clearly intending to leave.

She sighed, suddenly disappointed that he actually would go and leave her alone. she called to his back, the gratitude burning on her tongue. Why didn't he wish to receive it? Boys were so weird.

As she was stubborn however, and did whatever she wanted, Erthë waited until Zsoka was nearly out of earshot before she called out one last time;


There. Now everything was right with the world. Smiling to herself the girl turned and left the place as well, ready to make her way back to her mother and start apologizing. Oh, mother would be so surprised to see her new eye!