She was on a right of passage that seemed to never end. She was out there so long she was sure this was it, that her struggles were reality. She fought against the weather, and naively thought she could control things if she just kept thinking about them intensely. This of course was a foolish thought and one day she was relieved to realize that no matter how hard she stared at the clouds they would not move any faster.
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