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[sub]Her mind had been wandering lately. Ribbons of thought trailed through her head, made of satiny material that was just slippery enough to escape her grip. It irritated Clara in a vague, obscure way that caused her ears to twitch and her muscles to clench, rigid and stiff. The feline released a hot puff of air in a sigh, that on touching the night-chilled air, immediately formed a cloud of vapor that dispersed soon after, the particles drifting away, never to be seen again.

The albino closed her eyes for a brief, fleeting moment, the luminescent scarlet glow of her optics doused under the pressure of her eyelids. Shivers racked her lithe body, her compact form quivering and shaking. The weather had been growing gradually warmer as of late, but the long nights were no different, cold and dipping into the lower temperatures. The darkness seemed to stretch for an inscrutable eternity. Every night she was sure the light of day would never come to release her from this prison of ebony blackness, permanently swallowed by the hungry horizon.

But after many excrutiating hours day did come, livid gray clouds massing on the edge of the world. Clara stared out into the distance, watching as the sun slowly began to rise over the strip of land that seemed so far away. The yellow orb cast a rosey hue into the sky, transforming the normally cerulean color into a purplish-red, tinting the clouds along with it. She clamped her eyes tightly closed in grateful relief that night had been cut off by the knife of light. She knew that it would come again though, but until then, she had glorified sunlight to bathe in, the golden honey dripping onto the ground in yellow puddles.

Clara stood, her muscles aching and cramped from the cold. She winced at the sudden pain that pierced her body, gingerly stretching and unfurling into a more comfortable position; it was time to face the day. There wasn't anything particularly bad about that, she thought. It was just the nights she hated with an overwhelming intensity that she felt in her very bones. Why? The answer wasn't complicated. She felt unsecure, nervous and lost in the absolute dark. It caused a rush of fear that speared her heart, clamping her body in an icey grip.

She swept her optics across her panoramic surrounding, reveling in the simple beauty of the makeshift camp that had been set up. It gazed out onto the bright blue ocean. Its swells were capped with white foam that lapped at the grains of sand, rolling up towards her paws. But the pure white cat hardly comprehended any of that; it was day. It was finally day. A grin split her muzzle, exposing pristine pearly whites to the considerably happier and most definitely brighter world. To the changed world.