Jade Fern Grove Stop swaying when they move or shake it down

From up close the woman did not seem as ethereal as before and Keelut realizes that he's not in the presence of a spirit, but by the way she moves and the sound of her voice she might as well just be one. Regardless of her mortality Keelut is fixated in her eyes. What colors, so subtle, yet so intriguing. He can see the damage they have suffered and stares perhaps too long, but she cannot see him.

Can you see other things? he asks then, curious to know whether her impairment was also an asset. The witches at Hag Fen had told him many stories about wolves who'd given up their eyes to Vaermina in exchange for the sight. He had considered doing it, but the witches said he didn't need to. They said his eyes and ears were already gifted.