C1167 His Old Friend Was Gone

The man's face was ruined, half of it unrecognizable, exposing bone beneath cracked skin. His eye socket was dark and empty, missing one eye. The other half of his face was like that of a normal person, except for a large gash stretching from the corner of his mouth to his ear, with jagged stitches hanging across it. His one intact, dark eye seemed weary, filled with endless sorrow