For Ezra to use his hearing as his eyes, he relied on something simple yet very difficult.
The sound of collisions.
The wind moved through every space, filling every gap, brushing past everything in its path, and because of that, anything that stood within that space would interrupt it, collide with it, and create a difference in sound.
That difference…Was what Ezra focused on.
Of course, even though he could now sense that something was in front of him or beside him, he still couldn't fully tell what it was. Whether it was a tree, a rock, or something else entirely, the shape remained unclear. But that didn't stop him, he continued listening, separating and differentiating the sounds.
