Sun Mote Copse It is raining in my heart

@Weejay 

On her way to meet Eljay and discuss some hunting related matters, Wraen stopped by, where Weejay's garden had been during the summer. The cold spells, frost, snow and wind had not been kind to the fragile plants. The green grass had gained a yellowish-brown hue, the flower stalks and leaves had turned dark and roten looking and the blossoms were wilted. It had a sad and abandoned look of it and the sovereign wondered, if anyone had explained to the girl that this was a natural order of things and that come spring all would be alive and in bloom again.