Rain finally found himself back in the Spirit Realm after hours spent in the real world. The pod he used seemed to favor this mystical plane, drawing him back more often than not.
Not that he was complaining; he had nothing pressing to do on Earth. His mind nagged at him: *Your assignments! Your projects! The exams!*
Rain silenced those thoughts and, with no worries in the world, took a deep breath and sighed into the sky. "It's a good day to be alive!"
The villagers greeted Rain warmly as he passed by. Thraigar was busy with heavy lifting, Pup was lazily chasing chickens, and Chi and the others were out patrolling. Varlox and the rest of the Ebizo troops were on the coastline, patrolling the east, harvesting salt, and making fish nets.
