Autumn lay on her bed, a player next to her playing classical music. Her sightless eyes were closed and she hummed softly. While her world was dark now, when she listened to music and closed her eyes it was like she could see in color again. See the rhythm of the notes, see the different tones as they flowed together. When her eyes were open it was hard to imagine the colors but when she was in the silence of her room, the music being the only thing in her world, the colors became alive to her once more. Slender fingers tapped along with the beat, clasped together over her stomach. Her silver hair was splayed out around her head in a halo, her bangs falling softly over her eyes.
After the song ended Autumn stood to her feet and headed for the door. When she had first arrived, she had taken time to memorize the number of steps it took her to get places. Though she needed assistance in most areas. She mostly needed help getting to a room but once in the room and if she was familiar with the layout she was able to get around unaided. She reached her door and gently turned the knob, opening the door and listening closely before she took a few steps outside her room. She then paused before reaching a hand out and placing it against the wall. She then began heading down the hall, counting in her head as she went.