My God… I was born as a cursed child. My hair was gray, and my left eye was blood-red. My mother, Elira… it was as if she was afraid of me. My father, Elendar, always kept his distance. They never let me go outside. It was as if… they feared me.
One night, I secretly went out. But someone saw me and screamed. I didn't know what to do. Terrified, I ran back home. My mother was awake. She looked at me and shouted: "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Her face… it was terrifying. I started crying. At that moment, my father came. The man who had always kept his distance… "It's fine… nothing happened. Hush," he said and held me in his arms.
When morning came… voices rose outside the door. "CURSED CHILD!" the townspeople were shouting.