Video Post 47

[motherofalchemy]

[The PCD turns on and shows Trisha sitting and just watching the rain fall outside.  It's nighttime, and there's a small light illuminating the room and Trisha.  The drops hit the glass of the window and slide down it in a soft rhythm, broken only by the booms and flashes of thunder and lightning.  She doesn't seem disturbed by it at all, seeing as she had a small smile on her face.  It reminds her of the stormy nights back in Risenbool, where she would comfort her boys when they were woken up in the middle of the night.]

[She hums a song that she used to sing to her boys as pours herself some tea.   Once she pours herself a coup, she takes a sip from it as she continues to watch the rain fall.  The feed ends after a moment or two.]