She had seen every side humans have to offer. The kindness individuals possess could be likened to a gift from the gods. It could also be viewed as pure evil when looked at from a different perspective. Humans are terribly flawed beings.
I will not longer be able to tell of her coming of spring. I will no longer hear those lively voices I waited for so eagerly. What does it feel like to decay into nothingness? Feelings of burden and despair flooded her mind.
She gazed at the withering trees as her frame grew more vulnerable. She started to close her eyes, now void of any trace of vitality. "Is that... a person's voice... ?"