A/N: The challenge was to write a 100-word drabble with the word "anatomy" as inspiration.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Severus Snape, and all their associates are characters belonging to J.K. Rowling. I claim no rights to them, their surroundings, or their situations. Much to my sorrow.
Windows of the Soul
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It was the eyes that invariably got to him.
Brilliant blue, radiating wise and sorrowful compassion he could never quite believe. And gods! How he loathed that infernal twinkle.
Innocent eyes of many hues, filled with hopeful trust that always soured to hatred within a few weeks.
Stolen eyes of shimmering green that questioned, and mocked, forcibly recalling memories he'd thought buried for all time.
Venomous red eyes, gnawing at the layers of defensive falsehood that kept him alive.
If he tore his own right out of his head, would he still feel the gaze of all those other eyes?