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The winds howled around them as Lestat hurried to the small abandoned cabin they had found to stay in for the day during their travels.
“Come inside, Ma– Gabrielle!” he called, words swallowed up by the wind, but her vampire ears were still able to pick it up.
“But isn't this glorious, Lestat? We have nothing to fear from nature, anymore. She welcomes us!” She spread her arms, tilting her head and chest up towards the sky, savoring the fat drops of rain bursting on her skin.
“I got hit in the face with a tree branch!” Lestat protested. “And this wind and rain are ruining my hair. Won't you come inside with me?”
Gabrielle ignored him. She felt more at home here, twirling in the elements, than she ever had in any of the drafty castles she'd lived in in her other life. She ignored Lestat's harumph as he hid himself in the cabin. The wind and rain seemed to be caressing her as friends.
This felt right, as little had before. Gabrielle, for once in her life, was exactly where she was supposed to be. And if she had to be there alone, well, she had plenty of experience being alone.