Dusk's hand prickled as she poked the cold water beneath her. She stuck her bare feet into the surf and leaned back on the palms of her hands, getting sand on them. The champion stared blindly up at the sky and wondered what it would be like to see again. After the battle with her rival's salamance, her dream of 'seeing sights' had been lost. She heaved a sigh and got up. Her feet padded forward and brought the water up to her waist.
Dusk's short hair hung neck length and her blind eyes were a calm purple. She stood 5'4". She had never used that form except in one battle with her enemies. Dusk tossed her black hair out of her mouth and chewed thoughtfully on a finger nail.
Her hair fluttered back into place as Dusk fingered the sapphire amulet around her neck. Her pale hand smoothed down her purple shirt. Dusk sat down and her sightless eyes, once again, turned to the sky...