[size=]It is not me. It just is.[/size]
*the whole forest is on fire*
*the ocean is frozen*
*the whirlwind covers the entire world*
*the ground shakes more violently*
[size=]It is the elemental storm[/size]
*realizes that rain can't stop the fire*
*whisks herself back to the camp*
*whisks herself, TinMan and the tiger into the tent*
*stares at her gem* No! No! Not now!
*the gem explodes and several items fly around: several dozens of vials and bottles, most of them empty; dagger, bow and arrows; the wooden bowl; two shurikens (the very old one she got from the old cherry tree and the new one she created); a shiny blue scale with the size of a man's palm; everything covered by a lot of thick white fluid which used to hold her personality*
*an empty hull, formerly known as Flower, lies on the floor*