“I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth”
~ Lord Byron
I suppose I should be panicking, everyone else is panicking. The sun hasn’t come up, it’s mid-afternoon and the sun has not come up. No one knows whats going on and I admit that I’m scared to pull my cards out and check them. I fear that this is part of the disaster that they kept predicting. It’s not just the endless night that is causing such a ruckus, but there as also an explosion somewhere last night, so loud that it woke me up over at Bastions house.
I have abandoned my shop for so long, hiding away from the world and all the pain that it’s been offering me. But the sound of that explosion drove me out of Bastion’s arms last night and over to my shop, because as much as I’ve left it…it is still my home and my pride and joy. Mala rejoined me at some point last night, I have long since stopped questioning where and why he comes and goes. The explosion had died off when I got to the store but I appear to have been on the outer edges of the blast, all of my windows wer blown in and my precious wind-chimes destroyed. I admit I stood there lost for a few moments, until I felt tiny teeth in my leg drawing me back. Yes clean, had to clean all that glass up. If you’ve never seen a blind person sweeping, I’ll admit it was probably rather hilarious, Me trying to sweep up all the glass shards, and I’m scared to go barefoot within the shop for a while, at least thil I get someone who can see in to sweep and fix the panes up for me.
However, even with all of this..I’m not scared. The night has never bothered me. I don’t remember what living outside of darkness is like, and it just feels like a normal occurrence for me. For once, the blind truly have the advantage here.