And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
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The start to this morning had been a hard one. Normally when the violinist was preparing herself to go to bed in the evenings she would take out her hearing aids and place them upon her dresser for easy access when she woke up the next morning. There had been a few times when she had accidentally left them in, causing her ears to be quite red and raw when she awoke, but that rarely happened since she knew from experience how much it could hurt if they were left in overnight. This was why she was very careful about knowing where they were at all times. It'd be a shame to wake up with throbbing ears yes but it would be even worse to lose them all together and not be able to hear anything at all.
These weren't normal hearing aids after all, only helping the people who needed to hear better. No. These were one of a kind, made by her grandfather. Instead of helping a person hard of hearing these specifically were made for the deaf. This, included Astrid. A musician who was born deaf and was only able to hear thanks to her grandfather's invention. So of course losing them would be a big deal since she depended so much on them.
Which was why today was a bad day.
Silence. The mage was scared of it. As she passed down the street, groceries hanging daintily from the plastic bags within her grasp, she was reminded of how much not being able to hear anything frighted her. She saw people laughing, things crashing, talking, and yet all they were to her were silent actions. No noise. It was just her and her thoughts, along with the vibrations of her body's functions.
Every now and again she would move her fingers and rub the plastic of the bags to remind herself she was still out in the open.
She had spent so much of the morning looking for them. She knew she had placed them on her counter the night before, the image was clear. But as soon as she woke up they were nowhere to be found. At first she had assumed maybe they had fallen off, however when she checked the area around her stand they weren't there. For a quick minute the thought of Lucius having moved them crossed her mind, but it was quickly removed. Her brother would never do that. He knew better than to touch her precious hearing aids. He could be a bit sadistic at times but he would never be that way with her.
Eventually giving up out of frustration she had gone out to the store to buy their weekly groceries, figuring maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her and she'd find them more easily when she came back, the same you do when you're looking for your tv remote. You always find it when you're not looking for it. Maybe it'd be the same kind of thing.
Though at first a little hesitant to go out like this she had pushed herself to do so. It was a little tricky at first, getting use to silent movement again but it was not like it was very hard when she was just buying food. She simply acted a little distant when it came time to pay, not making eye contact with the cashier. He must have gotten the message, as he only seemed to talk when greeting her. Or at least she assumed he greeted her. All she did was give a small nod at whatever his words were, acting as if she had heard them before locking her gaze onto the wall behind him for the rest of the time.
Astrid let out a small breath through her nose, squeezing her hands into fists to make herself concentrate on the path in front of her, her expression hardening. Normally she'd let herself zone out, going into her own thoughts as she walked home. However doing that now was dangerous. She could cause some real trouble if she didn't know where she was going and didn't have any sort of sound signal to push her back into reality.
These weren't normal hearing aids after all, only helping the people who needed to hear better. No. These were one of a kind, made by her grandfather. Instead of helping a person hard of hearing these specifically were made for the deaf. This, included Astrid. A musician who was born deaf and was only able to hear thanks to her grandfather's invention. So of course losing them would be a big deal since she depended so much on them.
Which was why today was a bad day.
Silence. The mage was scared of it. As she passed down the street, groceries hanging daintily from the plastic bags within her grasp, she was reminded of how much not being able to hear anything frighted her. She saw people laughing, things crashing, talking, and yet all they were to her were silent actions. No noise. It was just her and her thoughts, along with the vibrations of her body's functions.
Every now and again she would move her fingers and rub the plastic of the bags to remind herself she was still out in the open.
She had spent so much of the morning looking for them. She knew she had placed them on her counter the night before, the image was clear. But as soon as she woke up they were nowhere to be found. At first she had assumed maybe they had fallen off, however when she checked the area around her stand they weren't there. For a quick minute the thought of Lucius having moved them crossed her mind, but it was quickly removed. Her brother would never do that. He knew better than to touch her precious hearing aids. He could be a bit sadistic at times but he would never be that way with her.
Eventually giving up out of frustration she had gone out to the store to buy their weekly groceries, figuring maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her and she'd find them more easily when she came back, the same you do when you're looking for your tv remote. You always find it when you're not looking for it. Maybe it'd be the same kind of thing.
Though at first a little hesitant to go out like this she had pushed herself to do so. It was a little tricky at first, getting use to silent movement again but it was not like it was very hard when she was just buying food. She simply acted a little distant when it came time to pay, not making eye contact with the cashier. He must have gotten the message, as he only seemed to talk when greeting her. Or at least she assumed he greeted her. All she did was give a small nod at whatever his words were, acting as if she had heard them before locking her gaze onto the wall behind him for the rest of the time.
Astrid let out a small breath through her nose, squeezing her hands into fists to make herself concentrate on the path in front of her, her expression hardening. Normally she'd let herself zone out, going into her own thoughts as she walked home. However doing that now was dangerous. She could cause some real trouble if she didn't know where she was going and didn't have any sort of sound signal to push her back into reality.
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