You had a power, even if you’d call it a curse. Anyone that was to look you in your eyes would turn to stone in meare seconds. This power had stopped you from having friends, a romantic partner and any type of relationship. You decided to live your days roaming the calm woods.

That was until you met him, he didn’t look human, hell he didn’t have eyes, he wore a blue mask he had moved to the side of his head. His face was inclined to look at your hair, the tips of which were snakes. Then his face looked up at your face. Wait was he looking in your eyes? Why did he not become stone? Wait… he didn’t have eyes! how could he look in your eyes and turn to stone? “What are you?” he spoke up with a low dismembered voice.