I blinked until my eyes were like fluttering wings of a butterfly. I was now inside a room, sitting on the floor facing a window wall. The rain finally stopped and showed the scenery outside. Feeling lethargic, I rubbed my eyes to see clearer. The vague surroundings were like seeing something in a dream. I made my way near the window and leaned closer.
The endless stream of clouds that were flowing downwards greeted my sight. The twilight sky emitted an ethereal air with auroras spread across the vast heavens that danced elegantly as if following a soft melody. It was foreign and at the same time familiar, feeling like I was somehow used to seeing this view.
