Forcing her golden eyes open, Harmony tried to calm herself down by looking at the suroundings. The rain had died down to a gently patter, making the area seem clean and slightly polished. When her breathing had slowed to normality, she gave the male a thankful nod. The rain had made everything smell innocent and beautiful. She breathed in deeply, still trying to dispell the last bits of her sightless dream.<br/><br/>Then a new scent hit her - it was of smoke with an undertone of blood and decay.