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five​. the origin: An Excerpt From The Short Story 'obsidian'

... and his ​mind arcane, one really cannot, will not know what goes on behind those eyes of his. Ironically enough, he has an adoration for the eyes. He sees through every eye that has ever encountered his, he always thought that great unorthodox minds are behind a pair of exceptional eyes.

 
 
 

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