Overture Downs Feel quite clean in this new skin that we have grown.

You're No God by Laura Marling
@Breccan

Another day, another trip outside of the Hollow. They had become more frequent for Ibis since her trip around the valley; an itch in her feet, a need to see the world, tempered by so much. She was afraid to go too far even now, knowing that Sarah wasn't with her to protect her. So she only went a few hours out of the claim — to the rolling hills of the downs — where she could imagine the world unfurling before her. She roamed the hills until she felt confident enough by her position and solitude to take a break. From her perch on the top of some grassy hillside she could see across the valley, and it invigorated her.

Ibis sat there for a bit and watched the sky — the green around her was beautiful too, but overhead the sky was the dominant force, a vibrant mix of blues and greys and whites, and she could stare at it for hours, making shapes in her mind out of the heaviest of them. Today they seemed more gray than usual, but it had been overcast lately and occasionally spat rain (never for very long). Spring seemed so lively compared to the winter time — and as the humidity increased, it felt heavy, like a weight was pressing down from the clouds.

Without really thinking about it Ibis began to hum, and then quietly sing to herself and to the clouds.

Mom thinks that you're sad,
and that you're living alone.
And your friends think if you're sad, you should call them more -

But the truth is that you never needed someone
to comfort you,
Ohhh, you've never needed someone
to comfort yoouu,

As the last note drew on and faded to silence, she felt a little better.