I still remember the day I lost my eye.
I was four then
For some reason, in my memories the scenes still remain fresh in my mind
Perhaps, is because it was the first time I saw the world clearly
Or because it was the last time I saw the world clearly
It was a regular day, like any other
Pa and I went to town to buy something. It was one of the few towns that welcomed Al Bheds.
I never understood why we were hated until that day
There was a depressed and crazed man drinking his sorrows away on the streets.
I didn't pay much attention to him.
Perhaps I should have because then, I would have noticed he had a sword.
Apparently, his daughter was killed by Sin earlier that week.
When he saw me playing by myself while Pa was bargaining with some vender
He had a very angry expression
He ran over to me while screaming "Is all your fault! You and your cursed green spiral eye!" and unsheathing his sword.
It all happened so fast.
Pa rushed over to me as the sword lunged.