Another shot of my circa 1970’s Fred Bear Super Kodiak Recurve Bow. It’s the Fascor model with factory sight milled into the riser and has the original round ring pins and stiff brush rest. A great shooter. even the Camo limb sleeves are vintage.
This is my first commission, written for @vo-dcc! Their commission was for a series of headcanons surrounding V and the RFA (Mystic Messenger) after his surgery fails to restore his sight. That said, the full headcanons are underneath the cut!
When he first wakes up, he can feel the bandages around his
face, around his eyes, as well as a hand around his. The doctors did all they could, but clearly
there was nothing more they could do for him now. He can feel that his eyes are gone,
completely removed. The absence is disconcerting.
He is never going to see again.
He hears the door open, turning his head. “Ah, good, you’ve woken up,” his doctor
says. “Your friend, Mr. Han, has been
with you since you got out of surgery.”
That explained the hand holding his.
“How are you feeling, V?” Jumin asks. His voice is soft and gentle. His thumb strokes over the back of V’s hand,
reassuring. V can’t help but wish Jumin was
somewhere else, so he wouldn’t need to see V like this.
“What are my options, now, doctor?” he asks. He can’t answer Jumin, can barely face him like this. He has never wanted to worry him, and now it
seems that’s all he’ll be able to do.