It was 7:10 a.m. on the fourth moon-cycle. The morning was so dull and still, as if even the clouds were annoyed with her decision to start a new life in a new territory.
She sighed and rolled out of the chamber with a lot of questions for the dull morning. "Where were you when rejection became my companion? Where were you when shutting myself up in my chamber due to fear of rejection became my motto? Where were you when my entire packland crumbled? Rejection is very painful. This is the last rejection I can take! Give way, I want to move forward!" She kept mumbling as she tidied herself up.
