Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44124716-20191110214935/@comment-39357410-20191201202515

WhisperShade wrote: Etheridge slowly put on the glasses and gave the headset (maybe it should just be on her head that connects her optic nerve to her view of the surroundings so that she can actually process it, following Rorry's intructions before she abruptly left the room. And... everything was....something. Her bed! Her room! She could see herself in the mirror!!They weren't faint, dim light blobs or just total darkness anymore. Etheridge almost cried, the last thing she'd ever seen was her sister's face...right before she accidentally struck her own eyes with shadowflux and blinded herself. Then she saw Winslow, WINSLOW! The beautifully, loyal owl was white with some brown feathers here and there. She snuggled it close and then pulled on her shawl and ran out with him to her first session. (Awww that makes my heart hurt. In a good way)