It was a cold and chilly day. A fragile-looking girl named Lily was slowly walking through the forest witth no constent of the dangers that the forest contained. All she wanted was to be alone. The small cold air brushed against her skin as she walked through piles of leaves on the ground. She wrapped her tiny arms onto herself as the cold breeze past by. Lily didn't know where she was heading to. She sat down on top of some leaves as she admired the moonlight. Lily rested her head against her shoulder as small little tears pored against her face. She wrapped herself like a ball and continued to cover her face while the light glowed on her.