Lately, she felt jaded, longing for something. But she could not place what it was. Aellwenn sits by her front window as the rain beats against the glass. Spring is coming to a close, soon, the flowers in her garden in full bloom, if she were to go outside she would be greeted with the fragrance of rain and plant combined. She always thought mother nature to be beautiful. However, right now, there was nothing that drew her out into that air.
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