REXANNA
in the right heaven-yellow light,
The waning sun, the purple hues on the horizon, the feeling of the chill in the air – despite not really exactly feeling it, is enough for Rexanna to manage to get out of her home. It feels safe, like she’s not going to combust the second she steps outside, but gods it’s been difficult without her sight to determine what the day and night cycles were. She’d done her best this far, though.And now that her arms and wrists work, that her face is mostly put back together aside from her eyes, she ties the bandana tight around the top of her face – adorned with the splattering of stars and moons, a sapphire blue like her eyes had once been, she steps outside of her home and begins to walk down the side of the street – slow at first, hoping not to bump into anyone.
She doesn’t, really, not until she hears a voice to the side she isn’t expecting. It sounds young and light, and she’s not entirely sure what the boy is doing, but she pauses just enough to observe without her sight, head angled down toward the sound before she realizes it’s probably a little awkward. “Hi, what’re you doing?” She asks quietly, no sense of threat or anything accompanying her words other than a soft smile.
Should he look up, he’d probably find that she can’t see what he’s doing, but that she is curious.
anything could be holy enough
to save you
