The sky wore it's black velvet tonight heavy and endless.No stars,no moon - only the breath of clouds holding back their tears.The park quiet, waiting.
I sat alone on the old wooden bench when the first drop fell . A silver mark on the silence. Another followed,and soon the heavens broke open the scent the wet earth rose like a forgotten lullaby.
And the .... Cael appeared he came slowly shadow moving through the rain, uncertain yet steady.His presence felt like a secret the night had kept too long .He stopped near the oak tree, hesitant.
I shifted slightly, leaving space besides me, without a word ,he sat .
The world shrank into the sound of rain between us silence spoke louder than any voice. A silence that was not emy,but full - question,of echoes,of something unnamed.
For a long white,we simply listened.Two strangers, strangers no more in that moment, bound by the same Strom.
At last, he looked at me. His voice, softer than rain itself,broke the stillness:
"Do you like the rain "
I smiled. Nodded that was enough .
The rain thickened,wild and restless,yet neither of us moved this eyes met mine - fleeting,shy infinite. I felt as if the storm itself was holding us together.
Then , too soon ,the clouds grew tired. The downpour softened. The park sighed with quiet relief.
Cael rose ,For a moment,he lingered,as if memorising me under the trembling branches.His gaze held mine _
One last , unspoken word . And then he walked away into the dark,leaving only the echo of his nearness.
I started, heart heavy as the clouds light as the air .
Elara _ Cael - two shadows, one storm . Some meetings ends as quickly as rain leaves the soul forever wet with memory,
Some days after stop the rain both are move another places.