[private] somehow make a meaning of the poison in this place

[Catryn]

She is not along long after her sigh is released into the air. Catryn has been told that she is brightly coloured, that she does not blend in with her surroundings, but when her entire world is darkness she has no concept of what that might mean. She can have colours described to her, but her imagination cannot form magnificent things from nothing. All she knows is that whatever the rest of the world looks like, she is a piece separate from it. And she is not sure whether or not that is a good thing. Good, if it attracts good attention - but bad otherwise, she thinks. She likes the idea of being part of the darkness that she can see. It does not seem fair that she should be so easily perceived without her consent, that the world can know her before she gets a chance to know it back. The voice that comes to her is soft and for a moment it is comforting but then those last few words hit her and Catryn’s pink-tipped ears flatten against her skull in annoyance. “If that’s a joke.” Catryn turns her head towards the voice and blinks her milky eyes as though to emphasize them. Bitterness rising out of her in her response in a gentle plume. “It’s not very funny.”

@[rosebay]