She listens, bemused, as you vent your frustrations at volume. Suddenly, after many minutes, your head tries its best to fold inwards on itself as her supernatural voice fills it completely.

"SILENCE."

You stagger, dazed, and grab the edge of the shrine for support.

"You demand restoration of third eye sight, but do not even acknowledge the transgression that cause it to be taken from you, let alone atone for it.

"Show me you have insight into your misdeed, and your request will be considered."

You think back...

You recount the night of the party you stuck suction darts on all three of your eyeballs.           (new)

You recount how you used scrying to cheat on your exams. And read your partner's messages. And...           (new)