Eye Of The Beholder

Stark sews. Rygel reaps.
Rating
G
Spoilers
None

Author's Note:

This was a drabble, written to thank Vilakins.
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"Have to... have to... I have to help him, help him. He, he needs to pass beyond, yes, yes, to pass beyond..."

"Stark, what the yotz are you up to now?"

"The wounds may be too deep. I may not be able to save him."

"Stark, you frellwit, it's a child's stuffed toy. It can't die, because it's never lived."

"You, you should know what that is like. But you are right. He is not ready to cross over. I will heal him. I need... thread."

"Thread?"

"Yes, yes, thread. I have the damaged eye, here, youseeyousee?"

"I'm going to find food."

"Foodyesfood. But first! The eye."

Stark picked up the needle and thread and began sewing the eye on the toy figure of the Dominar. The voodoo practitioner had assured him this would work. From further down the hall, he heard Rygel yelp.



Finis