"This legend is as true as can be.. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you too know." Her voice became icy with the mention of needing to be "fixed". "I am fine. I was born with this as proof of my connection with the moon. Being blind though gives a challenge for me to overcome. It helps me become stronger. I don't need fixing.. The only problem is... I think the sand is what is trapping me. I can normally use the moon to see when it is high in the air but.." Her voice trailed off and she kneeled. She took a handful of sand and lifted it up, letting it slip through her pale, shaking fingers. The fear she felt never faulted her though for she had a goal that she would accomplish, sight or not. She looked up in the direction she hoped he was and rose. She stood her ground confidently not allowing the subject to slide. "So, Are you gonna join me or not? We only have three others."