Northstar Vale downpour

These days more often than not, Genie found herself absentmindedly wandering the lands of the Vale during the early hours of the day where it was neither night nor morning. Where the stars still glittered in the inky blackness of the sky and the moon shone and there was rarely a wolf around to keep her company. It was these moments which lead to her questioning her life — what exactly was she doing here? Why was she here? What was her purpose in this world?

Today was no different. Tired amber eyes scan her surroundings as she tread forwards, one step at a time. Genie found herself wishing for company, for a lover's sweet touch, for their breath to ghost her cheek and wander downwards. She was no stranger to loneliness but as she wandered beneath the canopy, quiet and soundless and burdened, she suddenly felt as if she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders.