The Voice of All
It wasn't a hot or cold day just clouds as far as the eyes could see that erased the color from the sky. The leaves fell down replacing the rain that would quench the thirst of the plants. Most people hate gray days with no sun or no rain. It was very windy but Torina was strong and loved this kind of days. She was far from normal. Not only did she lack in human relations but also she was a complete stranger to the real world. This wasn't her fault. She was born into a world that would never except her, without a family. Her problem was that she could not speak. She knew what to say but the words were trapped in her throat.
~Kris~ Stay tuned for the next part!
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