Until the End
The End:
The timbered walls swayed in the breeze, shrieking, demanding that she leave. She did not belong here. Forcing his way in through the cracks, The Wind whispered in her ear, an attempt at alluring her outside. The Wind was mischievous, and he knew that if she left, she would likely die. She was not a stupid girl, but she was brave. For many, it was difficult to discern between the two qualities; even the girl, despite her immeasurable wisdom, sometimes struggled.
