In a land of perpetual monsoon, where the cold never left and people constantly looked at each other with suspicious eyes, like their faith in humanity was lost, she was the sun that kept everyone warm. She'd never doubt you. Her faith in you would encourage you to have faith in yourself. She'd talk to you like you were a long lost friend. She'd talk to you like you were worth being heard. Like your dreams, your sadness mattered. Like YOU mattered. Something about the way she made them feel spoke volumes about herself. She'd never talk about herself. She'd always listen no matter how many times she already heard it. She could take away your sorrow. Make you believe like some magic's about to happen and spin your world around. She could make you believe in all things beautiful. And even though the rain always tried to drown her light, her smile was enough to win the fight.