Changing Masks by delta

Summary: My eyes do not speak of my namesake like they should. For fifteen generations, black eyes had become one of the many trademarks of my powerful family. Black, they said, was pure and undiluted, just like their blood, and, as such, those opaque eyes became a point of pride in my family. But I had grey eyes. And those grey stormy eyes of mine marked me as different from the day I was born. They were a watered-down black, just like I was.
Ratings: 1st-2nd Years [ - ]
Category: Dark/Angsty Fics
Characters: None
Warnings: None
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Serie: None
Chapters: 1 Completed?: Yes
Wordcount: 1633 Viewcount: 1550
Published on: 06/15/06 Updated On: 06/17/06