Lily stood with her bare feet on the water-soaked earth in the middle of the small yard; the crisp cool air brought forth the smell of rain again.
Though the challenges of change overwhelmed her to tears - she felt the remnants on her cheeks still - she felt the usual comfortable calm before the next storm.
The dark clouds mimicked her mood, but a long-forgotten fire was also radiating from her core. A strength she had long neglected was growing again, and though she would never be ready, it was time to take the first step.
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