Unlocked Sense

Momo opened her eyes.

Actually, her eyes were still very much closed. And yet, she could somehow see. She could touch her master's face with her imaginary hand, and remember how it curved. 

She could feel the soft fur on Whisker, and notice the fine hair that was his Whiskers.

She could touch Pearl's fluffy hair, and feel the domineering, and yet somehow comforting, aura that surrounded his body.

She saw more. She saw the threads that made up the rug she sat on, saw the interlacing red and golden colors. She saw and felt the hard wooden floor, all of them made by a master craftsman, cut to such an exact size that there was no gap left between them as they stayed together.

She felt the coldness in the air, no doubt from the Mistspawn mountains that blew into the city overnight.

She could see and feel so many things that it was amazing.