Summer Challenge - Prompt #2 Rain
Title: In The Rain
Author: Kmoaton
Prompt: Drabble #2, Rain
Universe: A/U (Absolution)
Rating: T
Warning: Angst
Word Count (500 max): 386
Watching the rain pour from the rooftop of the old porch reminded Sango of tears. She could remember her mother telling her rain was nature’s way of purifying the world. When the sun shone again, everything would be fresh and ready to start anew. She also taught Sango that tears served the same purpose for the soul. For every tear shed, your spirit was cleansed. Soon it would be ready to start living again.
Sango wasn’t sure that her spirit would ever return to the land of the living. For so long she had lived a hollow experience, burying all her emotions deep inside, protecting them from the world. As long as she didn’t put herself out there, there was no way she could be hurt, right? Instead she found herself at home, watching the rainfall and wondering if nature could be renewed, why couldn’t she?
She often wondered if her mother knew how much heartache she was going through? How she wanted to cry every time it rained because rain could hide her tears? Sometimes, Sango would go walking in the rain, letting it soak her and stream down her face. The tears that came were hidden in the rivulets of water rolling down her cheeks. No one had to know her secret sorrow when she walked in the rain.
But now, things had changed. There was Miroku, who had his own sorrow but instead of hiding it, he shared it with her. He was on a path of discovery that would be leading him to a rebirth of sorts. She knew in her heart he would be fine. But, for all of her preaching, she couldn’t let go of her own sorrow. Life and love bloomed all around her, nourished by the rain and the sunshine but she refused to prune away the overgrowth on her heart. She didn’t want to endure the painful cuts and the itch of healing that could lead to a new beginning.
Sighing, Sango stood up. The rain called to her again, inviting her to be cleansed, to be finally free. As the first cool drops splattered on her skin, Sango felt a flicker of hope. Maybe there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe this time, her walk in the rain would set her free.
Author: Kmoaton
Prompt: Drabble #2, Rain
Universe: A/U (Absolution)
Rating: T
Warning: Angst
Word Count (500 max): 386
Watching the rain pour from the rooftop of the old porch reminded Sango of tears. She could remember her mother telling her rain was nature’s way of purifying the world. When the sun shone again, everything would be fresh and ready to start anew. She also taught Sango that tears served the same purpose for the soul. For every tear shed, your spirit was cleansed. Soon it would be ready to start living again.
Sango wasn’t sure that her spirit would ever return to the land of the living. For so long she had lived a hollow experience, burying all her emotions deep inside, protecting them from the world. As long as she didn’t put herself out there, there was no way she could be hurt, right? Instead she found herself at home, watching the rainfall and wondering if nature could be renewed, why couldn’t she?
She often wondered if her mother knew how much heartache she was going through? How she wanted to cry every time it rained because rain could hide her tears? Sometimes, Sango would go walking in the rain, letting it soak her and stream down her face. The tears that came were hidden in the rivulets of water rolling down her cheeks. No one had to know her secret sorrow when she walked in the rain.
But now, things had changed. There was Miroku, who had his own sorrow but instead of hiding it, he shared it with her. He was on a path of discovery that would be leading him to a rebirth of sorts. She knew in her heart he would be fine. But, for all of her preaching, she couldn’t let go of her own sorrow. Life and love bloomed all around her, nourished by the rain and the sunshine but she refused to prune away the overgrowth on her heart. She didn’t want to endure the painful cuts and the itch of healing that could lead to a new beginning.
Sighing, Sango stood up. The rain called to her again, inviting her to be cleansed, to be finally free. As the first cool drops splattered on her skin, Sango felt a flicker of hope. Maybe there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Maybe this time, her walk in the rain would set her free.