The bandit with the black hair was curious to know what the child was hiding. So he decided to approach the child closer.
"Don't touch me I'm cursed.."
But his hand mistakenly slid and removed the animal skin from the boy's eyes. His eyes were gleaming with a purple-blue in colour. Then immediately their gaze met and the bandit suddenly bent down. Blood on his eyes.
He vomited blood.
Organs falling.
Then death flowed.
At that moment, the bandit with the long hair wasn't looking at the scene. Suddenly, he turned. He looked at his friend shocked. He murmured.
"What happened?"
Immediately the child covered his eyes and shouted .
"I told him not to look at me I am cursed."
An incomprehensible situation. The bandit was still shocked.
"But you're the one who did this?"
Then the child was crying "I'm cursed, my eyes are cursed don't come near me."
Suddenly, the bandit smiled, took few seconds, looked upward.
Thanks for your sacrifice, you gave me an opportunity to be rich, If his eyes are the only problem
Perfect just to cover it with something.
The child's body was trembling and his mind with negative thoughts.
He will go away from me, I don't want that, he will go.. I killed him as the others as ussaul
The bandits approached the child with a benevolent smile as if he was a treasure. The child gradually stepped backward.
"I have an idea I have to sew your eyes then we will go together out of this sinister forest"
The words echoed in the child's mind TogetherTogether with him
Jumped over still covering his eyes approved immediately. The long hair bandit had yellow hair, and removed a magic tool inside his sac. Sew the child's eyes shut with a needle and thread.
"What is your name ?" The child said. "JOEL"
The name sounded to the bandit as gold falling through the sky on him.
"Is a good name and if you want to use your power, you'll just have to cut the thread with this knife."
He gave the knife to the little boy, then the boy stopped his hand. And they left the forest together. The boy was so joyful. He saw this bandit as a father, because it had been a long time since he felt the warmth of another hand on his.
On the way, the bandit and Joel walked hand in hand. The bandit suddenly stopped and said,
"My name is Stephane."
Joel was very happy when he heard that. He curved a warm, joyful smile and shouted,
"Stephane!"
Stephane also smiled, like a father to his son.
But to him, the child was a tool to become rich.
A few hours later, they emerged from the sinister forest.
They arrived at their destination: a small town full of life, with roads and streets tarred with stone.
Joel couldn't see anything, but the smell of the air was unfamiliar.
A fresh breeze passed through his hair, and his heartbeat quickened or increased.
If only I could see what is happening…
As they entered the town, gazes turned toward him. Joel's mind filled with both negative and positive thoughts.
Stephane quickened his pace. Near a door, he smelled something familiar.
Beer.
The door slammed shut.
Conversations stopped.
Suspicious eyes observed the strangers.
They were in a tavern. Stephane approached a table.
"I order beer for two!" he said.
The discussions slowly resumed.
A servant arrived with two large glasses of beer and placed them on the table.
"Finish it. The more you drink, the more the rewards."
The word rewards echoed in Stephane's mind like a loop.
His thoughts dulled.
He started drinking.
Meanwhile, Joel was confused.
He could distinguish the environment through smell and temperature, but nothing was precise or sharp. It was his first time.
What is this in front of me? Should I drink it?
Should I ask first?
I should just try… even if I'm not sure.
Stephane spoke softly,
"Drink. It's good. They call it beer."
Joel hesitated, then tasted it.
"It's delicious," he said, drinking it like water.
They ordered more.
Then, all of a sudden, the tavern patron arrived, walking slowly toward them with an imposing face.
Another figure approached as well.
No sound was heard.