Summary: Despite the healing pains of her new arms, Violet can't help but wonder where the Major is.


Major Gilbert,

It is raining today. The Doctor refuses to have the windows opened. The nurses seem surprised by the weather. They say it is an uncommon occurrence.

They had checked my wounds again this morning. Admittedly, it had stung as their cool fingers touched me. Even though I told them of it, they still smiled. Yet, the emotion didn't quite reach their eyes. They told me everything was fine and not to worry.

In spite of their assurance, I couldn't help but feel as if they were lying.

As I look out the window, my legs curled up under me, new prosthetic arms gleaming dully in filtered light, I wonder where you are, Major.

Do you see what I see? The clouds above, grey and thick as they block out the sun. Rain falling in heavy sheets and making the ground slick and sticky with mud. It's cold in my empty room, the shadows dark and clinging as they linger in the corners.

Where are you, Major? Is it raining, wherever you are?

Violet


Disclaimer: I do not own the rights nor the characters to Violet Evergarden, Netflix and the Author do. I'm simply playing with them.