Frolic in the Rain
But today she was feeling lonely and depressed. Autumn was coming: the morning air had a nippy bite to it, the trees were turning red, and acorns and pinecones were everywhere. Autumn always made her depressed. She was of the Summer Storm, she liked summer, and that was that.
Slowly, it began to drizzle. Frolic didn't mind: she loved the rain. She shook a rather annoying raindrop off her face, and wondered why she had even come here. The little voice in her head said, To make a new friend or friends. Someone not popular that could come around often.
So Frolic laid down next to a log and waited.

- Lilah
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