She stands on the edge of a cliff watching the darkness close in around her. Above, the clouds roll in. The wind starts to blow. Lightning flashes across the sky. The storm builds in her eyes.
Her anger returned, unexpected. The reality of the betrayal seeps in.
The wind picks up in a chaotic pattern. Her hair whips against her face. Her eyes begin to sting with tears, as she feels the wound opening from her chest.
The trees sway rhythmically beating in time with her rising pulse. She feels the fury building up, coursing through her veins as the air becomes electric around her. It builds and builds.
Her body starts to convulse. Her head is forced back by a pain filled scream escaping her throat. Her eyes wide open filled with black clouds and lightning. A single tear escapes the depths of its prison of darkness. It trickles from the corner of her eye down to her cheek.
She is returning to what she knew best, her walls and ice.
Her haunting cry echoes off the cliff. The wind gusts shove her to her knees. She crosses her hands tight over her chest trying to protect the growing wound. The single tear falls from her cheek to the raging sea below. Her trembling body can do nothing but watch it melt into the crashing tides along the cliff.
The storm frenzies out of control. It rips threw her body as the darkness surrounds her, leaving nothing left.
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