CarinaVahinian

The Rain Fell Nabooru pressed her forehead to the stone wall to try and block out the incessant pattering of rain droplets that constantly drummed in her ears.  Once, what felt like centuries ago, she would have taken comfort from this sound. Once upon a time, the noise had been music to her.  Now, it was only a constant reminder of her failure. It had been raining for months now.  Months.   It was still difficult for her mind to wrap around the thought of it raining without end for that long.  She was a creature of the desert, used to the blistering rays of the sun and the unforgiving wind.  Rain had been a blessing in her culture, a sign