Chapter 56

Rayne's POV

I used to love storms as a child. Oftentimes, I would go outside just to bask in it, forgetting that it was just as dangerous as it was exhilarating.

Once, I had been so carried away by the intensity of the storm that I didn't see it bend a tree over until it snapped with a great crack and almost squashed me.

After that experience, although I loved them, I preferred to stay indoors in order to avoid a repeat of that event. Near-death experiences did that to you. They made you see things in an entirely different light, and understand that death lurked everywhere in as much density as life itself.

Indeed, no light could exist without darkness.

Although it was a rarity, rain could sometimes fall during summer. Like it did today.

I watched it fall from inside my room. Water droplets raced down the window pane, like tears from the sky. The longer I watched the rain fall, the greater the old need to feel it on my skin grew