Walking out to meet the fresh morning sun, I felt over agitated to even walk normally. I want to run, I want to shift, I want to scream, it's not easy to see the beautiful sunny morning under different circumstances.
I do see the sun, I do get to look at it, I do get to think about it, but not with a smile on my face. Then, I would cry, hoping to get that hope and carefree as the sun one day.
Holding both sides of my flare dress, I hurried anywhere. Just going to random places, feeling invisible as everyone ignores me giggling all my way through. Nobody to call me cursed, no one to hit me, no one to give me scars again.
Well, the old ones are healing so fine already.
Watching wolves rip their clothes or carefully set down folded clothes, the field became somewhere I would love to spend the rest of the day. Just laying on the fall while the sun burns my healing wounds would be perfect.
'I wish we could run' Ashina suddenly said.
