"No," he says simply. With or without the bandages on his eyes, everything is dark, and he's starting to accept that he may never get his vision back. "I might be blind for good."
It feels horrible to say out loud, and he curls in on himself more.
"And I might die yet, so... Stay tuned, I guess." Dark, dry humour, sure. He shivers violently, his teeth chattering slightly. Since the rot is magical, he doubts that his body will actually be able to get rid of it with fever. Who knows how long it'll be until it rots into his brain. But, the poison magic doesn't seem to be hurting him at all, strangely enough. If anything, it's fighting against the rot too.
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Date: 2025-12-10 04:15 pm (UTC)From:It feels horrible to say out loud, and he curls in on himself more.
"And I might die yet, so... Stay tuned, I guess." Dark, dry humour, sure. He shivers violently, his teeth chattering slightly. Since the rot is magical, he doubts that his body will actually be able to get rid of it with fever. Who knows how long it'll be until it rots into his brain. But, the poison magic doesn't seem to be hurting him at all, strangely enough. If anything, it's fighting against the rot too.