"Neither of us can see," Coromotto confirms. "We're not sure why. But Daine's in bat shape, so she can see with her ears."
I'm not sure if we're blind, or if it's just too dark, Daine muses from atop her wolf's head. I tried shifting my eyes all sorts of ways, but if there's no light, it wouldn't matter what shape I tried. She trundles in a little circle, ears swiveling as she examines the landscape. After a few moments, she concludes, I don't see anything that looks like a lamp, and it doesn't feel like the sun's out. The moon could be out, she supposes, or it could be cloudy. Odd's bobs, what a bother.
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I'm not sure if we're blind, or if it's just too dark, Daine muses from atop her wolf's head. I tried shifting my eyes all sorts of ways, but if there's no light, it wouldn't matter what shape I tried. She trundles in a little circle, ears swiveling as she examines the landscape. After a few moments, she concludes, I don't see anything that looks like a lamp, and it doesn't feel like the sun's out. The moon could be out, she supposes, or it could be cloudy. Odd's bobs, what a bother.