Bab 192: An Unclear Perspective

*Darkness*

Isfet Narrating: *Ever since I could remember, my vision was always unclear, because I was born without a developed left eye and had refracted eyesight in my right.

No pair of glasses or contacts could fix it, and there was no guarantees that surgery would fix my vision either, even if I could afford it.*

The sounds of the wind rustling trees, birds chirping, and the smell of fresh grass can overload every one of the other senses.

An extremely blurry PoV opens their eyes.

The disabled view looks upward, blinking, but opening back up to an all green blurry vision. Suddenly a slow, descending object turns the vision to all black.

Isfet Narr.: *My first conscious memory, I can remember it so vividly and most definitely will never forget it.*

Blurry light returns to the PoV and a young girl's giggle can be heard.