font color=darkvioletEyes are a window, br a stained glass window, br each one completely unique: br the colors and patterns br each arranged differently from a neighbor’s, br and yet, br the windows of most are whole. br br Something happened to my window, br a blow to the head br sent fractures through the glass, br another shattered it to pieces. br br It used to bother me, br having only fragments br of the normal world. br Then lost within my world of darkness, br something changed. br An idea, a hope br began to draw me from the depths. br I faced the light br and rotated the shards of glass, br creating a new world, br one that’s different every turn.