Every gift is a curse, and every curse a gift.
Well, except for magic. As far as she can figure, there really is no downside to magic. The kind of power she has, the things she can do – if she had more of a consciousness for right and wrong, a stronger moral compass, perhaps it would torture her. Perhaps the things she's done would come up like ghosts in the night, perhaps they'd torture her. Perhaps that would be her downside. But luckily for her – and probably unluckily for the rest of Beqanna – she's never been much of one to beat herself up. She's blessed with a distinct and almost beautiful self confidence and a thoroughly unquestioning nature. She does what she will, and to her, that is right.
But take blindness, for example. It's difficult to be blind, she thinks as she watches the girl stew in her anger in the meadow. It's hard not to be able to see. But blindness is, in the larger scale of things, so very easily fixable. Blindness is just a little thing like missing eyes – and eyes are so very easy to replace.
And in the meantime, being blind is what makes her interesting to one particular magician. Although whether that's a blessing with a curse or a curse with a blessing is a matter of some debate.
Camrynn does not approach her. She remains at a distance, far up on the treeline, tucked so into the shadows that she's almost out of sight. She can see, and she can be near if that becomes useful to her, but she will not be seen. And it is from this position that she starts, ever so gently, to weave her magic gently around the girl.
It's a temporary spell, one that lasts only as long as she wills it, but its effect is unmistakable. With a touch of magic, the girl's vision returns – well, sort of. The world will seem distorted, its colors too bright, almost as though she's seeing a caricature of what's around her. Her eyes aren't back, not by a long shot – instead, Camrynn is using her magic to feed images directly into the girl's mind, distorting them a little bit as she pleases.
It's not that her magic is incapable of a perfect rendering. If she wished, Channary would see exactly what was truly there to be seen. But Camrynn wants her to know that it isn't real, wants her to understand that there is something strange at play. She wants to see how the girl will react, what she'll do now that there is a little bit of light back in her life. Sure it might look like a fun house, but it's still light. It's still more than she had before.
And so the magician waits, watching, hidden deep in the shadows as her own little experiment blooms in the meadow below.
[@Channary] I know I said this in the post, but the whole vision thing is super temporary. And if you don't like it, just let me know <3