Raindrops fell in Raindawn as a woman had just gathered her laundries. She reached out her hands into the sky, feeling the cold drops of water that scatter on her skin. Sigh followed her mouth after as she realized that the rain was going to grow for worse soon. Staring at the murky cloud, the woman muttered to herself with a frown, "It feels like a day perfect for chaos."
"Don't say that," hushed a man who had came beside her, gently hugging her. "Anyway let us go inside as soon as possible. The rain won't be good for our child in your stomach darling."
The woman chuckled as she went inside her house. However before she could enter, she saw her husband's face that had turned pale as he saw the person that had passed by the wooden gate outside the house. The husband quickly pulled his wife's body, hiding her eyes by his palms. He muttered in a warning tone, "It's that damned old witch again."
