For National Poetry Month, I've written another poem about racism for the tenth day. This, like yesterday, is biased by the writer but from one of the desert clans talking about a coastal.
Eye color ended up being a strange thing for me. The bulk of the world is brown because it is a dominate eye color for humans. The desert has green eyes, as a general trend, because of genetics but in the later years of Fedran, you'll see different colors show up for my phase two and three stories.
soft lives soft homes no struggle no pain weak spirits weak magic bloody blades bloody wars always fighting always invading brown eyes brown hearts