The Sunspire [NaNoWriMo] yaaron, sun lo zara

he struggled to read her lips, given that it was the only way to comprehend anything she was saying. most of it was just lost, and he blinked at her, mouth slightly agape, nothing resembling an answer reaching his lips. she was acting strange, as if lost in a dream, blind to—

blind? that certainly would make sense.

are you blind? aditya asked softly, his face gentle as he stared at her. blind wolves shouldn't be running around the mountains, yaar. can i guide you back home? which direction should we go? he might not be able to hear a thing, but he could see, and that seemed more important in their precarious position.