Darkness.
That had been Cyneah's default view for as long as she could remember. Although she was not born blind, most of her memories started after she lost her sight, with only a few fragments from her early childhood remaining.
However, the darkness that stretched before her was sometimes mixed with faint lights. Their numbers were limited, with three being the maximum when she was around eight or nine. Because of this, it was not wrong to say that she was mostly by herself.
It was only after her mother's passing that the lights surrounding her multiplied, yet her situation remained the same. She was seen as a mere object, with her presence acknowledged only when those lights required someone to express their frustrations or when they needed tasks completed but preferred not to do them themselves. More often, she was viewed as the former, as her lack of sight made it difficult to manage anything alone.
