Gaze of the Cursed

You do not avert your eyes.
You do not raise your shield.
You do not come as a conqueror.

To survive her gaze, you must look with open eyes and a heart that does not flinch.

You must stand in your truth — your shame, your regret, your buried rage — and let it rise.
You must confront the parts of yourself that you’ve turned to stone.
You must let her see you — all of you — without armor, without excuse.

Only those who carry nothing false within them can meet her eyes and remain whole.
Because her curse is not death — it is revelation.
And revelation spares no one… but transforms the worthy.

To look into the Gazed of the Cursed is to be undone, remade, and reborn.
Not as a hero.
But as someone who has faced what others run from —
and lived.