She wakes up opening her eyes to a familiar scene, her sweater draped over the chair, the desk a cluttered mess. As Sonya eases herself out of bed and starts to wake up something catches the corner of her eye in the window. It’s a flower but it has color? Sonya’s eyes widen in surprise she’s never seen colour before.

Sonya approaches the window cautiously, and slides the window up slowly, checking to see if this is a trick of the light. The colour doesn’t change. Sonya has never seen anything like this before. There are no words to explain it, she reaches out the window and caresses the flower trying to find the word to describe this unique phenomenon