MaruMA:Volume06:Prologue
Prologue[edit]
Okay, see how I stretch out my right hand like this?
When I do that, I can tell the position of the sun from the temperature of the evening air.
Do you see? On the tip of my pointer finger, I sense a warm light. When I do this, I can feel the sunset even if I can't see.
Just because I'm blind doesn't mean that I'm in despair because the world is empty for me. Things also exist outside the sense of color such as sound, touch, and warmth.
I can understand someone's emotions through their voice, breathing, and presence. I know what they're thinking about with what expression on their face as if I were touching their heart. So, I have never been troubled by it and I've never lamented my condition. I've only been deprived of very little.
But you know, there is just one thing I'd like to see.
What color is the sky?
Is it true that when the sun rises it's as delicate as flower petals at the start of spring and then at noon it's the same color as my eyes? Is what that person said true, that evening is like a ripe fruit falling from the sky?
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