Irene sighs, her feet are grounded. Her weight grasped, held in a tight fist by the rock that floats. The core pulls her. Slams her down. Restlessly she continues, for a prevailing saving grace... She waits. She hopes. Lifts her head up and stares at a distance beyond the clouds.  ForewordThis piece of writing was something I just went with the flow of words w/.. while I had some music playing in my ears. I personally wrote this out in Irenes major perspective. Where is Wan? Well,..I was also thinking about this piece in relation to themes of loss/some nostalgia feels and the associated feelings around that.I just remembered that this has a separate title from the one-shot chapter title. But yes uwu. Thank you for reading this piece of writing :). Its my first one and Im thinking of writing mainly wenrene fanfics tbh... hmu. Ill see.