I look up to see a woman holding me. She has a gentle face. Her strong arms wrapped around me, clinging tightly, "If only your brother were as sweet as you when he came to be," the woman shuddered, "without his horrible red eyes. Then maybe I wouldn't have had to send men to kill him." As the woman looks down at me, I realize something. I am helpless, yet I can see everything that will happen to this woman. Somehow I know everything about her from now until the day she dies. I clench my hands as I start to cry. Why was I put in such a weak body? I don't belong here.

Many years past and I can still see the death of the woman who I now call mother. It saddens me, yet I know that there is no way for me to save her. Her future is something that I  keep to myself. There are places that I want to go and others who I need to save, and I can't leave my mother as if I am physically trapped here with her. I feel as I am cursed with these visions of the future, yet I cannot stop them. I am imprisoned in this small body, and by the horrible thing I know, I must do.

"Fre? Where are you, my child?" mother called.

"Over here, mother," I called back from a river I was playing by. Light danced upon the river as the villager's torches shimmered upon the surface.

"How many times have I told you to be careful by the river? You know how close it is to civilization." My mother grabbed my arm forcefully as she pulled me away from other people, "I wouldn't want you to suffer the same fate your bother suffered. You know how he was taken by those awful men just because he was different. If they see your eyes, you will have the same fate as him."

I clenched my fist, knowing what my mother did to my brother and answered. "I'll be careful, mother." I can't help but wonder what my mother is so scared of, and why she keeps me from the world. I know the future, so I understand that others will only love me. Yet she keeps me trapped here; she confines herself by something in the past.

"Good! I couldn't bear to lose you too." My mother said while smothering me. "I love you, Fre; don't you ever leave me."

I felt trapped in the overbearing love of a woman who betrayed her child for reasons I will never fully understand. "Mother, why do you fear? Can't you see the same fate as I? After all, your left eye is just like mine."

The woman squeezed me tightly, "What did you say?"

"Can't you also see my future, as I see yours?"

"No, my son, unlike you, I cannot use magic. If I want to see the future, I'd have to steal the magic of another." The woman smiled down at me, but her eyes glimmered in fear. 

As she let me go, I remembered the fate one of us would face. She walked off, ever so calmly towards the shed. My legs shook, and my breath became shaky as I took off in the same direction. I sprinted in front of her while taking out her knees with a swift kick. My mother fell to the ground in shock, and by the time she looked up, she was already too late.

"I'm sorry, mother! I wish there were another way."

My mother laid on the ground. My hands shook, and my knees buckled underneath me. "If I didn't do it, you would have never let me go." My mother knew I was different, as I knew she was different. She kept me away from others, so I would not learn her secret. I had no attachment to her; I even rather despised her. Yet, for some reason, I cannot help crying. The things that I saw as a baby were real, and my mother has died in the exact way that I saw it so long ago. I could not change her fate, and now she is gone. 

I rushed over to the river, still shimmering with life to wash the death off of me. My body trembled as the blood would not come off, my throat tightened before I retched by the side of the water. The soft grass tickled my face as I laid down. The river settled, and I could see my golden eyes shimmering with tears.