I wasn't born blind.
It just goes to show you how bad things can go. I was a elven soldier, placed at Lissinau once the fighting got really bad there. That was when things took a turn for the worst. I guess I should just describe it exactly as it happened...
I remember someone yelling my name. "Fendrel!"
Time seemed to slow down after that. I went to swing my sword, but my assailant stroke first. One blow to the head and I was out cold. Frankly, I was lucky to have survived. I used to wonder if survival was worse than blindness. But now, I know I am lucky to live.
Since that day, I have been blind. I guess you don't really appreciate something until its already gone. I appreciate eyesight now, and I envy those who have it. Be grateful for your eyes. You don't want to lose them.
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