Rosalie stood a few feet away from the pouring rain. She was looking out into the garden through the opened door. Dante must have been occupied because he made no effort to appear and warn her about being so close to the rain. She made sure to stand a few feet away so that no tiny, stray splatters could reach her as the drops hit the ground. The cool breeze that wafted through the air was very calming and the moonlight illuminated the garden. There was a specific flower that glowed in the dark and she just realized that it was there. She had been on her way to her apartment to rest when she glanced out a window and saw a sparkling tint in the distance by the garden. She wondered why she had never seen it before and noticed that the flower was growing a ways off from the garden and near t