Whitney Writes…

Galiel was beaming up at Fadiya. His dark eyes wide as he stared at his elder sister, awaiting her to shower him with praise.

“What… what are these, Galiel?” Fadiya finally asked of her little brother.

“They’re a thing I invented so you can hopefully see any assassins coming for you long before they get you!” the ten-year-old said gleefully. It occurred to Fadiya then that in his little life, both their mother, and now their father, had been killed by an assassin. Presumably different ones, otherwise their father had banished the wrong man…

“Yes, alright,” Fadiya sighed, “but what do I call them, Galiel?”

“I call them… binoculars!” the little prince declared jovially.

Inktober 2024, Prompt #5: BINOCULARS🧡🖤👻🎃