Rachel

α ωяιтєя, ∂яєαмєя, ∂єѕιgηєя, gιяℓ. 
          α ¢яєαтσя, ιмαgιηєя, gιяℓ.
          α ƒιgнтєя, ωαяяισя, нєяσє, gιяℓ.
          α gιяℓ ωιтн ѕ¢αяѕ σƒ вєαυту.
           gιяℓѕ αяє ωє, ωє αяє α муѕтєяу. 
          ѕσ ѕтαят ∂яєαмιηg gιяℓ, уσυ ¢συℓ∂ мαкє нιѕтσяу.
          ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ゜ﾟ*☆*ﾟ

Rachel had been painting all morning. Mostly just different things hopefully not telling the future or anything. She had paint everywhere, clothes, arms, feet, face, and even some in her hair. She thought about taking a break but decided to just continue painting. Her most recent drawing, which showed Piper at camp smiling with fire around her hung next to her on the wall. 

@_-HazelLevesque-_ “Well keep her at camp. Just for a few days until this passes. Who knows, it might not actually come true.”

@_-HazelLevesque-_ “It’s really amazing.” She smiled before looking down at her drawing. “Oh no.” The drawing was the camp and forest in flames and Piper with a wicked smile on her face and a bag on her back. “Uh.... can you do me a favor and make sure Piper doesn’t do anything drastic for a few days so this drawing doesn’t come true please? Why would she set camp on fire?”

@_-HazelLevesque-_ “What’s up?” She asked.

@_-HazelLevesque-_ Rachel was sitting outside her cave with a sketchbook drawing the landscape when she saw Hazel and waved. ”Over here!” She called.