I loved the rain.
When I was younger, I would stand outside while it poured down and hoped that my sins would be washed away with the purifying raindrops. I always felt so refreshed afterwards. It was amazing. I knew that it was all psychological and nothing had changed, but it helped me.
I woke up to the sound of rain hitting the roof and the windows. Unfamiliar surroundings. It was a big room. Tastefully decorated like it was straight out of a housing magazine.
I pushed up off of the mattress that I was laying on. What had happened after Lucielle and I had collapsed? I dragged a hand through my hair and stood up slowly. My leg that the sylph had stabbed was wrapped up, a little blood speckling it. I reached down, scrunching my nose in pain as I felt my calve. Stitches. Had someone kn
