Then There Was Rain

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It was a sleepless night that night. It scared Envy to think that if she were to sleep again she may never wake up. So, she stayed awake and was stuck in her mind thinking and tearing every piece of thought she had to shreds trying to envision where the pack may have run to and how long she had been asleep. After, thoughts of her parents arose. She brushed them off and fell asleep. The morning sun had begun to rise and the tree seemed to have grown around her into a small secret home covered all in almost a lace transparent frost that should never be touched and only embraced by sight. For it looked so delicate, even a deep breath could have broken it. The world all around her was burning down in the flames of a hot melting season and the secluded tree home was freezing, or maybe even preserving something like the hope and innocence left in these fiery days of the summer season. The thought of nature preserving something, most likely herself, scared Envy and made her question why the world would keep such an ignorant, angry, protective, and dismal thing. She thought she was a creature of no depth or feeling like the blazing heat of this treacherous summer. Envy pushed those thoughts aside and moved on and back out to the afternoon blaze of light and heat to look for a sign, or even an unconscious memory, of sounds or smells from the incident to find out where she was, or if danger was nearby. Now Envy felt strange. Normally she would have been broken down in tears with her feelings caving in on her, but she moved on. Envy felt as if her mind was putting up a wall from her own thoughts to keep going to survive, live, and grow. She had now accepted the fact that she would have to venture on alone.