Rayne stopped in kid twirl, her grayed lavender eyes were blank with confusion. The gentle sheen of rain made reassuring taps on her skin, yet even its calming patter seemed a bit hesitant. The sky was turning black as if someone had suddenly painted the sky the deepest blue possible. Even she, young as she was, knew that this wasn't normal.<br/><br/>It was supposed to be morning... So what happened to the sun?