"Remember this," he swallowed the dryness in his throat and looked deep into her blue eyes, "You are on your own from today onwards."
Her eyes looked up at him, a dry wind brushed up against her blushing cheeks as she could not even once figure out what he was saying. The winds around were just one of the signs of the nature, it was soon going to rain in the city.
That's right. That's what the capital city of the Kuravos, Illidan, was known for, it's rain. The rain sometimes came down to hide and wrap around the loneliness of a lonely person, and sometimes came down to make every person in the crowd feel lonely.
Poets liked to call the Illidan's rain 'magical'.
Why?
Because it sparked the feelings one has never felt before. It was all the more poetic if one had the mind to feel it. But the current situation she was in, Regina was not even able to understand why the rain was going to start pouring in that very moment.
