via Daily Prompt: Trace
She stood at the window staring out at the vast expanse of the sky, her eyes reflecting the crystal blue canopy. There was not a Trace of the last night’s storm. The clear skies and calmness that followed after the thunderstorms always amazed her.
She found strength in that. If the skies could scream, bleed and cry the whole night and still be this calm and beautiful the next morning then so could she!
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