One cold night, a lone figure is seen seated at a balcony with the stars as her backdrop. She looked pitifully lonely and so fragile in that moment. Boom! Came the sound of thunder overhead. Shortly after, a heavy torrent poured and the sky was soon covered up by the dark grey clouds.
"Look, even the clouds are grieving with me. How ironic!" Said the figure.
Given a closer look through the haze of the rain, one would notice the beauty and youth in this figure. With plump pink lips and a cute nose, she had long brown luscious hair and she was dainty. Even though her large blue doe eyes were usually pretty, right now they seemed to be red..
"Why is the world so cruel to me? All my life, only one misfortune to the next. Why?!" she yelled out accompanied with the sound of thunder. She raised her left hand and stared at the bottle of wine. Without wasting a single minute, she lifted it to her mouth.
