Journey of Alexandria
Prologue
The world is full of noise, if you’re willing to listen.
Trees rustling in a breeze, squirrels chattering, birds singing bright notes high overhead, rivers bubbling and roaring…
Sometimes, late at night, I can almost imagine what it all must look like.
Most people would probably think of it as a curse, not being able to see, but I don’t mind.
It’s all I’ve ever known, after all.
I hear and feel and smell and taste, and that gets me by. Even when things go wrong, when I’m beaten and tired and sore, I survive.
I’m the only one that can support myself, the only one who cares…
Like hell I’ll let them win now.
Trees rustling in a breeze, squirrels chattering, birds singing bright notes high overhead, rivers bubbling and roaring…
Sometimes, late at night, I can almost imagine what it all must look like.
Most people would probably think of it as a curse, not being able to see, but I don’t mind.
It’s all I’ve ever known, after all.
I hear and feel and smell and taste, and that gets me by. Even when things go wrong, when I’m beaten and tired and sore, I survive.
I’m the only one that can support myself, the only one who cares…
Like hell I’ll let them win now.