'SOMEBODY, JUST KILL ME.'
The last time Lucien recalled singing was in her world. There wasn't a moment where she didn't gave a thought of singing when all she could think of was avoiding problem after problem.
Walking all alone on her way to the garden, which was a little far away, she didn't mind though. The cold breeze carried the soothing fragrance of flowers blooming nearby, the sound of the little rustle of leaves brushing against each other, her footsteps clanking on the concrete ground, and finally her little humming which started to form a voice.
All her world stopped spinning; the dancing butterflies, the sun playing hide and seek, the clear blue sky that makes you feel nostalgic for no reason, the gentle wind carrying messages about the flowers.....she twirls around, flapping her gown with a singing voice.
