Tiny raindrops were dripping from above. The smell of rain was beginning to be felt everywhere, and nature was rejoicing in the water it needed after the scorching heat. When people started to retreat inside their houses, to get cover from the rain, that was when the scenery came to life.
The soothing vibe coming from the ground, which was receiving its well-needed nourishment, was reinvigorating. The vital energy coming from the flora all around the village was a source of strength and peace. The Forest of the Damned was showing its other face, revealing its beauty.
Unfortunately, most people were just viewing through their windows, and their spirits were unable to absorb this valuable gift. Drake, who was seated quietly on the manor's entry stairs, didn't seem to mind.
