relaxing rain

The rain poured down in a soothing rhythm, creating a tranquil ambiance as it danced upon the leaves and glistened on the pavement. Some might describe each drop as sharp, cold daggers, but to Jareth, it felt like a refreshing embrace from nature itself. As the rain continued its gentle descent, Jareth began to experience a profound connection with the world around him. The overwhelming changes and chaos of life seemed to dissolve into the background, replaced by a deep sense of peace and belonging. He realized that, no matter how tumultuous the world became, the rain would always be the rain, a constant reminder of the enduring beauty of nature.

Lost in this moment of serene surrender, Jareth spun slowly amidst the downpour, arms outstretched, becoming one with the now. The simplicity of existence became a profound truth, and he found solace in the knowledge that he was just able to enjoy the outside. Something that wouldn't be possible to do back in Kinloch Hold. 

Eventually, he came to a halt and acknowledged the figure standing nearby, a kindling spirit getting herself rain-soaked. She gazed back at him with eyes that seemed to hold a secret, and a soft smile touched her lips. Then, to Jareth's surprise, she uttered his name with a tone that held a sense of deep familiarity. Yet, he couldn't recall ever meeting her before.

I'm sorry, he said, his voice filled with curiosity, do I know you?