His coughing increases. It's worrisome. He'd managed to fall asleep but he's still wheezing and coughing. It's unsettling. I take his hand and create a blue fire in my hand. His wheezing softens. After all these days, I never have seen him like this. It's startling.
He's shut himself off. I move my hand down his mask. He's hiding something from under there. I don't know what. But... I imagine his face is wounded. I look at him. What's happened to him? Why is he constantly searching?
"Wei Ying. What happened to you?" I ask.
"Me." A laughter voice says.
I turn around. I look up. I see a girl in a mask. Her dress's like fire. Her lips... didn't Wei Ying tell me something? She looks down at me. I grip my sword. How'd she get here? I'm tempted to pull out my sword.
"Oooh. Are you planning on killing me?" She asks.
"No. As long as I know if you're friend or foe." I say.
"I'm what you believe." She says.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"A fascinating question." She smiles.
"It'll be wise for you to answer it." I say.
"Alright... I'm a collector." She holds up a bag.
"Of?" I raise an eyebrow.
She points to Wei Ying. My eyes widen.
"Eyes." I look up at her.
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The Eye Theif
FantasyWei Wuxian's eyes gets stolen! Ripped from his head by a thief witch. He now searches high and low but without eyes, it's difficult. His spiritual chi is devasted. He can barely jump without wincing. Lan Zhan will have to help Wei Wuxian through it...
