The rain fell from a clear sky, an impossible feat only summer could achieve. The grass became fragranced, the dew glistening upon every blade. She kicked off her shoes and scrunched her bare toes in the damp earth, inhaling the sweet scent of fresh rain. A breeze stirred and tickled at her skin, the hairs on her arms raising from its soft caress. The air had cooled and she finally felt able to move. The day had suffocated her, imprisoned her until all she yearned was freedom. She began to walk, no destination in mind, the gentle breeze her guide.