Ren sighed heavily and looked upward.
There was light breaking through the dark skies in the distance. The sun was rising. She frowned, glancing behind her toward the door she had just come out of. It was tightly shut; there was no light coming from the cracks, signaling the person inside was sleeping.
Ren reached down and straightened her clothes.
The sunrise was pretty, but normal, just a mixture of yellows, reds, and oranges. The clouds surrounding the protruding colors were a dark purple. It seemed like such an ordinary sunrise, but Ren had sweet revenge pumping through her veins.