Fallenshadow looked into the water.
He had to cringe away. The eye made him see things he didn't want to see. Every time he looked t it, had just had to look away. It was blood-red, with a slit instead of a pupil. There was a long scar down the side of his face, diagonally going across the eye. Yet he could see. Curious, he closed the other eye. He could actually see better then before. He could pick out little details, the tinyest specks of dirt, the smallest cobweb strand. "It's.." He didn't know what to say. "I can see so much better out of it. Better then a hawk. But every time I look at it, my mind fills up with everything I don't want to think about."
((Fallenshadow doesn't like Fawnpool in that may. >:3 Draamaa! Or maybe he does..))