Birds' chirping echoed loudly as the early morning clouds stretched across the skies of Bastion City.
Leaves drifted from the Storm Mansion's fig tree and landed softly on the sill of the open window of Li Mei's room.
Inside her room, countless threads of many colors lined up against her wall at her bedside, waiting to be woven to life. They bounced on the walls like dancing souls as warm air flew from her open door and filled the room.
The hallway outside the room was drenched with peace and love as everyone in the mansion remained in their beds sleeping.
At the base of the wheelchair ramp, Lily stood brushing the backs of her hands against her eyes. "Mom, I'm going back to my room to rest a little."
Her voice was soft, but her footsteps came in loudly as she began climbing the stairs toward her room.
