At first Klef thought it was still normal. Little signs like telling day from night and staying in pace with the rest of the kids were ruled out as her finally adjusting to life without sight. It was a Friday afternoon, the rest of the day was hers. While she could always go to the library to study the braille textbooks the school had invested in, there was something unsurprisingly more exciting than stoichiometry.
Her cane dragged across the floor as she navigated her way through the student lounge. It was, unfortunately, still useful, except now she could see again, barely. Nothing was clear, it was hard to make out anything. Vague shadowy masses brushed past her, chattering. With this newfound ability, she walked towards the TV set near the back of the room. Of course, it was the sound that guided her, but she managed to make it without bumping into anything, up until she decided to sit down on a nearby chair.
It became clear that she was in fact, sitting down on a table when she leaned back slightly only to fall back with a thunk. Too stubborn to injure something even more important than her body, she sat herself back up and stayed there, as if she meant to do that. It was incidents like this that reminded her why she hadn't ditched the cane altogether. She turned her attention to the TV, half tuned into the news, while the other half was counting down the minutes until something interesting happened.
@Kathinja
Her cane dragged across the floor as she navigated her way through the student lounge. It was, unfortunately, still useful, except now she could see again, barely. Nothing was clear, it was hard to make out anything. Vague shadowy masses brushed past her, chattering. With this newfound ability, she walked towards the TV set near the back of the room. Of course, it was the sound that guided her, but she managed to make it without bumping into anything, up until she decided to sit down on a nearby chair.
It became clear that she was in fact, sitting down on a table when she leaned back slightly only to fall back with a thunk. Too stubborn to injure something even more important than her body, she sat herself back up and stayed there, as if she meant to do that. It was incidents like this that reminded her why she hadn't ditched the cane altogether. She turned her attention to the TV, half tuned into the news, while the other half was counting down the minutes until something interesting happened.
@Kathinja