The world in my eyes - 1. Yellow eyes

When I was a wee little lass this cat was just the size of a kitten. My mother told me this cat was born with the strangest of gifts. He would only age a year every seven years, with the power to live forever.

Now when I was a little girl this cat was actually thirty-five years old but physically it looked no older than five, he black fur was only just maturing, it was bushy and well groomed, the cat took excellent care of himself. His bright yellow eyes shined brightly like the stars at night setting himself apart from the other cats.

It is said that this cat was a gift to a white witch in her youth from her parents before they were separated by the wars of the kings. It is assumed that the cat was bestowed a gift from the white witch upon his adoption by her, she gave him the gift of immortality and to age slowly with her throughout their lives.

It was unfortunate that she would be so wrong, she thought she would live the life entitled to a with, an immortal life, alas it was not meant to be. After only twenty years together the white witch had come completely into her magic and the war between the kings had ended a year previous, many people had fell victim to the war, but she had helped them all. When she was around no one died that she trusted, that fought alongside her.

One day whilst alone she was confronted under the accusation that had begun practising dark magic, this was a lie, but the accusation resulted in a quick and final execution of the good white witch who sacrificed herself many times for the people of the land.

In the new king’s land those accused of dark magic, whether guilty or innocent, even if they weren’t of wiccan ancestry were automatically sentenced to death, without a trial she was executed in front of her friends and her betrayers.

Now her cat, her little boy, knew of her innocence and he didn’t agree with the execution. He meow’d long into the night every night, making people weep before they slept. They could hear his broken heart play in the night.

One night he meow’d that loudly, he awakened a strong force, the white witches spirit. She rose for a brief time from her rest and said to her little boy:

Forever you and I shall be

I made one mistake

I do not deny

Not again

In the light of your eyes

And the dark of your fur

I shall live

I shall guide

I will help

And I will bring happiness to all

It is now said that her soul now lives inside the cat and they travel together, forever; their story with them.

This cat is now said to bring good luck to all, just stare into the witches yellow eyes and see there souls and in that moment you will never be more alive.

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