OOC Prompt: Homonyms: Son/Sun
The marks were quite clear from the moment their eyes fell upon him, but it was the day that he turned away and vowed the child would never inherit from him that they began to blister and ugly red in the daylight. When the boy was removed to the stables, old enough at least to not need a wet nurse, the blisters scabbed over rather than heal and more joined them, as if each step of distance from the man he was to call father made another layer upon his curse.