The Sightmother had found it the next day, as the Sisters went through my belongings before I began my tests. She had held that notebook for a long time, staring down at the paper with her blindfolded gaze. “What is this?” she asked me. “It’s the ocean,” I said. “No,” she said. “It is paper.” Her magic shredded the parchment in seconds. I hadn’t known then that the sight of those shards of paper swept away into the ocean was one of the last things I would see with my eyes alone.
Well thats just downright mean
