The nights are especially worst when rain approaches.
So much cold, so much longing for warmth. Sometimes she
wondered why she needed it, the warmth, when she feels just so cold inside.
She can be what one can consider a warrior after all. She can sustain extreme temperatures just as much as she can temper day-to-day struggles, and this was just one of the
mellower ones she has experienced in her lifetime.
Watching the stars fade at the open window she chose not to
close, she kept herself warm with her blankets as she gradually lulled
herself to sleep.
No matter what people say, two years is still not that long
a time to completely move on.
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