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Raining
There she sat, at the darkest part of the cave, only lit by a single campfire. She sat, alone, and quiet, tracing the worn out dirt with her finger. Her eyes, cold and blank at the ground. What time was it? What day is it? How many years have passed? She doesn't remember it.
A circle, small and faint was etched around the small campfire and herself, concealing her from the outside.
The sound of footsteps made her look up. "Who is it?" She cooed... It has been a long time since she had heard her voice.