Ebony Vision

Chapter One: A World Of Ebony

        I stumbled through the trees as I grabbed several jagged sticks and guided myself through the mossy forest into what I suppose a meadow. Nine years passed since I ran from my attacked home.

My foot splashed into a lake and I backed away a bit and knelt down for a drink. Drinking the water, I sighed, longingly to see again. Not only could not I see my own reflection, I couldn't see the beauty that covered me. I stood up and clumsily fell into the lake, getting back up and squeezing the water out of my clothes. I dashed all over, now looking for something that will satisfy my hunger.

It's strange. Though I am blind, I can somehow see something...in the darkness... I can see it, but I cannot figure out the image to this day... Shaking my head, I knelt down, feeling for mushrooms or fruits to nibble on. It wasn't long until I grasped on a couple of blueberries and other edible food.

I continued to walk down the mossy path and giggled as I felt the warm summer air blowing to my face. The ground below me gave way when I stepped harshly on an unstable clod of earth. I helped myself up and brushed the dirt off of myself, as I danced with my heart's delight into the flowers before me. At least I could hear and feel, or else that would have really lead me to depression. Not being able to see is bad enough.

        I continued to walk down the meadow and picked some flowers. I didn't know what they looked like, but they must be beautiful. After making a bouquet, I thought of my older sister's words, "Sylvia, the world is a small place. Yet there is much to see. I hope you'll find the beauty in our Mother Nature." I wiped away tears as I remembered her, my mother, my father... But now they're all gone...It has been years ever since I was with them, happy and comfortable...yes, I don't feel any more comfort, all alone.

        I heard a gentle purr as a soft, furry creature snuggled up beside me. She meowed and jumped into my arms. Petting the creature, I breathed in the warm, spring air. She sneezed cutely from the pollen which I couldn't help giggling to. I named her Melody, her melodious purrs keeping me happy in these dark times.

        Melody trotted along with me as I continued to travel the distant road, full of helpful things to guide my path, as well as perilous things that may harm us both. But I wasn't afraid. My determination kept me strong for all these years. They won't give up on me now, will they?

It was getting colder...I had to find a warm place to sleep for the night. I began to search my pitch black surroundings, listening closely and touching the area, for it was the only two senses I could rely on. Finally, after searching for hours, I found a vacant cave, quite deep and comfortable with moss and leaves on the inside.

I crawled in and curled up into the farthest corner of the cave and drifted off to sleep, with Melody cuddled up in my scratched arms, with a kind, gentle purr.