She walked, the red thread swirling all around her.
It was a nice summer evening, the sun was slowly but steadily creeping down the horizon, colouring the sky in various shades starting from a soft pink and ending with a deep blue. There was not a cloud in sight and when the girl looked up, the first few stars were starting to appear.
Of course, it didn't matter to her. Today didn't matter to her.
She knew that over night, the clouds would slowly fill the sky and form a massive wall. She knew the temperature would drop a good few degrees and that tomorrow, people would be bustling about the streets under their umbrellas, taking cover at every chance.
She also knew that she herself would be walking in the rain and waiting. Anticipating the same thing the thread had foretold her since she could remember.
She had always seen threads which connected people. She could always tell how people got along with each other, she could see how strong their bond was. She had no problem fixing problems of other people by simply convincing them how they felt for each other.
But to her own little finger, only one single red thread was tied. It was obvious, that the colour and the art of the string represented how much this bond was going to mean to her, but she sometimes figured whether God really was this cruel to let her live such a lonely life. She wasn't sure whether it was because of what the threads told her or because she actually was just not good at associating, but she always felt like there was a wall between her and the rest of the world.
She felt lonely because of it.
It was possible to get used to it and she was used to it, but she knew that giving up on the loneliness meant giving up on her humanity itself. Just her ability to see the threads cut her off from others of her kind, so what would giving up her emotions do her?
She didn't want to become a monster.
So she continued feeling lonely, letting the worst of her emotions get to her, continued being human. That's the only thing that kept her alive these days.
The sun was already gone by the time she reached home.
The next day was as the threads had predicted years ago in her dreams - dark, cloudy, overall gloomy. She felt attached to this weather because of the thread swirling around her finger, but also because she loved the scent of rain in the air. She never could get enough of how her loneliness seemed to manifest in scent only.
Just how she had seen so numerous times in her dream, a raven on the branch of a tree caught her attention with his loud cawwing, as he flied away, higher and higher up towards the clouds.
She watched the bird's flight for a good four minutes, before she could hear his footsteps.
"Is everything all right?" A deep voice asked, concern clearly audible in his voice. She turned her head and nodded.
As if suddenly realizing what was happening, her heart beat sped up and pure joy that couldn't be described with words went right through her very being. But at the same time, she had felt sadness as if never before.
So she stood there, smiling brighter than anyone else, tears streaming down her face as if she was living through two scenarios at the same time, not sure of what to do.
But she needn't do anything, for he had already stopped closer and raised her chin in order to take a good look at the girl, who seemed to be smiling and crying at the same time. She wondered whether he had the same ability as she did, for his gaze went to her little finger for a second, before realization dawned on his face.
"It's so nice to finally meet you." He said after a long silence. She wiped the tears in her eyes, barely noticing that the threads were dissolving right before her eyes.
It meant that her lonely past was over and she could finally start anew.
And this time, she was not alone.
