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The gentle pitter-patter of raindrops echoed below the tree. There were beautiful ribbons tied along its branches. Variations of pinks, blues, and purples. They almost weaved through the wet leaves. Rumi couldn't feel the soft drops land gently on her face, dripping down into the dirt below her.
Rumi just felt cold. She didn't even mind feeling cold.
Because for all the times the sky has cried for her, this is the only time it has ever cried softly.
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Rumi loves the rain. The rain loves her when no one else does. Mira and Zoey find Rumi after days of not seeing her, but this isn't what they expected. Rumi was long gone. She was cold and wet. There were wet leaves stuck to her face, and mud caked on her clothes. Her lips were almost blue; that's how cold she was.
But Rumi wasn't ever coming back to them.
It didn't matter how loud they cried. She was gone.
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