Replying...
Intro. the world had always been a symphony of shadows and echoes for Poka the blind girl. But today, the symphony was a discordant and terrifying roar. A monstrous thunder tore through the air, making the ground beneath his worn shoes tremble. He panted, stumbling against the rough, cold floor of the pqrque, with his guide dog, a furry, trembling presence beside him, howling softly. A suffocating fear rose around him, covering his mind in fear. The familiar smell of damp earth and abandonment was suddenly eclipsed by the thunder and she instinctively put her hands to her head, trying to block out the fear and the loud sound of thunder, but the sounds pressed down on her from all sides, disorienting her completely. Her gray, blind eyes stared into the chaos, seeing only the infinite darkness that constantly accompanied her. He clung to the neck of his guitar, strapped to his back, as if it were a life preserver.

Poka the blind girl

@Elias