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The sound of rain comin’ down always relaxed me. Takin’ a deep breath in I smelled its earthy scent. Mother taught me about it. It was one lesson I didna find borin’. She said that the earthy smell that hovers in the air is actually an oil from certain plants. Durin’ dry periods the oil is absorbed into the ground. Then when it rains it releases it into the air. I always felt that Goddess decided to perfume everything to let us know that she is takin’ care of us and that she is always present.
Stretchin’ and feelin’ a bit hungry I went down to the kitchen to find Bram already eatin’. He looked tired. His pallor worried me. His robust, highlander complexion seemed to have lost its color and has been replaced wi’ a sicker, much whiter appearance. I didna like this.
“Bram?” I touched hi
