Ivan’s POV
The vision in my left eye was slowly returning, but trying to see made things difficult, since I looked like a f*****g pirate, wandering around with only one eye. Luckily for me, my other senses seemed to have sharpened significantly in the short amount of time that I had been blinded. My hearing combined with my sense of smell, touch, and what was basically my beast’s instinct painted a crystal-clear picture of everything that was going on in my mind. No, it wasn’t like seeing in the general sense, but a sort of knowing that just was right. Like knowing where your furniture was while walking around during the night – you didn’t see them, but since you knew they were there, you didn’t bump into them…
Not that it made being blind any easier!
Annoyed with my current disability
