~ A M E L I A ~
Grey clouds were scattered across the sky; they had been all day, and as the day went on, they appeared to become darker and darker, almost like smoke. A chill in the air brushed against my skin, though it didn’t physically bother me, and my growing endurance to strong weathering conditions didn’t prevent me from being able to feel the changes around me. I could feel a strong pang in my chest throbbing and a humming sensation tickling in my throat, almost like I had a desire to scream or cry out loud for no apparent reason that I could think of.
The ritual of school ending early on the day of the full moon became second nature to me—hand in all necessary work to teachers before midday, and then you’re free to do whatever you please until the evening’s event. Even though e
