[ WP ] `` Every person sees the world in a unique way . When someone dies it is , in a way , the death of an entire world . ''

Thema was blind. She experienced the world in a way few people do: through touch and sound. In all her time on this planet she never wished she could see, of course she thought about it but then she'd have a food with her hands for the first time or shake a new someone's hand and she could imagine it to be whatever she wanted. Thema did n't need to be able to see to conjure images of strange and fascinating figures that anyone with a working pair of eyes has become jaded to. 
 
 She liked to imagine that people's bones were visible through their skin and muscles, she was told about transparency and opaqueness and grasped the concept at some level, it was something she'd often joke about and laugh at. The concept of colors only existed to her as a descriptions of things, but she always pictured them in sounds; if her mother was whispering she'd say it was a very orange thing of her to do or if someone was yelling they were acting completely green. 
 
 Music was probably visible and every seeing person was in on the joke about how no one could `` see'' music or any other sounds for that matter. She knows better than to ask those working eye-balls. 
 
 That was her world, no idea that things zoomed at her or what peripherals were. It may have been a blank world but it was never dark.
