[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/wkgi6Nk.png[/img] [color=indianred]______________________________________________________[/color][/center]Blurred vision, and then skewed colors struggled to develop into full-on objects. Big fluffy marshmallow clouds and a vibrant blue sky, the air was warm and smelled like a mixture of pine and wildflowers - was she dreaming? No, she was dead so that in turn meant that this was heaven. It would only be a few moments before white feathers sprouted from the center of her back and she would take flight to meet the angels at those holy-golden gates. Right? Vision settled, as wind pressed into her eyelids and peeled open her mouth as turbulence built further as she got closer to the earth below - reality set in. "[color=indianred]That's the ground! Eeeeeek![/color]" Nal screeched in an ugly overcoming of reality, she was free falling so there was no bracing for impact at this point. And rather, the ground was going to meet her soon. Was this purgatory? Was she meant to infinitely be reborn to meet deaths at different means for the rest of eternity as some form of cruel torment. Then, contact was made - her small body landing in a rather lush area where tall flora raised up to blanket the ground below. There wasn't a reverberation that echoed throughout the field, nor some crater that peeled from the point of contact out in destructive grandeur. No, she simply planted quickly and flatly. "[color=indianred]My eyes! I have weeds in my eyes! It hurts![/color]" She called out from her little hovel that was created, her vision stripped from her once again thanks to some courageous leaves deciding to assault Nal's vision. What had she done to deserve this? Well, a lot to be honest. Her head popped up from the foliage, obstructed vision scanning the surroundings coming to actual make contact with a few figures in the immediate area. Joy, fear, a mixture of emotions welled up in the girl's chest as she planted her hands down to the soil and pressed herself up to a stand. "[color=indianred]Someone wanna, cure my blindness?[/color]" Her sights darted between the figures, not really fixating on one in particular. Really, she would take what she could get in this situation - which she didn't know what actually was for the time being.