Ethan's POV
When I entered my room, I turned around to see Velcy quietly closing the door behind her. She did it very carefully and meticulously as if she was afraid to make noise and startle me.
She pivoted to face me but what happened next left me utterly stunned and held my attention captive.
Her shimmering silvery-white hair dimmed into a dull gray as though the very light had drained from it.
Then, deep dark scars began to reappear on her face and arms. They were etched into her skin as if an invisible hand carved them with deliberate cruelty.
The sight was unsettling and similar to watching beauty unravel into pain but Velcy did not react to it as if she couldn't feel anything.
What kind of sorcery is this? I thought as my eyes narrowed.
