Reamis looked up at the cloud filled sky. It has been a whole year since Santa has gone missing. A drop of water fell on her cheek. I really don't feel like getting wet today. Oh, well. She just sat there in the tree. It soon began to rain. The drops came down faster and faster, smacking against Reamis' skin, but she just ignored it and sat there letting the rain soak her clothes.
((to be continued...))
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