[Training] Beautiful flaws

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies Possibly the only upside to poor eyesight was that your other senses got a bit of an upswing. Maea had deft fingers, sensitive and long, the kind that might look at home picking at a harp or holding a paint brush. Less useful with shears and plows or heavy butchers knives, and yet that was what she had been accustomed to from an early age. These tools of precision felt light and flimsy in her hands, and she was careful as much not to break them as not to cut herself. Following along with the instructions she folded the papers in half and flattened the edge, one by one. It was a simple task, pleasant as the scent of paper and ink that permeated the air inside the shop, and Maea found herself humming quietly on a nameless tune as she worked. Once done, she addressed the issue of the needles. Knowing how to do something and actually being able to was a different matter. This was definite downside to poor vision; holding the needle close to one eye she squinted and strained to make the eye come i to focus, tilting the head into absurd angles as if that would somehow help. Fitting the thread through the first one was more luck than skill, and in the other, Sam had time to return with the tea before she gave up with a little growl of frustration. "I'm sorry, it won't obey!" she half laughed as she handed back the tools, hoping the humor might hide her genuine despair at not being able to do such a simple task. Old fear of going blind came crawling, and not even Ludo's promise could do much to assuage it. Fiat Lux could not arrive too soon....