Broken Antler Fen life's like this

Something had shifted in Brecheliant. Jasmine could feel it in the air. So much like when the rain clouds covered the sky, only today wasn't rainy at all. But Jasmine could feel the shadows all the same.

They rolled in like thunderheads and left a lightning scar on the girl's fragile heart, and now that Jasmine was bigger (by standards she decided) and braver, the girl crawled from the den and slithered more steps away than she'd ever dared to take.

She needed to know what to make of the sudden weight of energy, and what might explain the pallid shift of the once sunny realm.