No regrets led me here. This place I feel. I feel the wind whip straight into my soul, and it goes through me towards the trees and lakes. I look out into the open air, and, as far as I can see, this place still lures me to mystery. Maybe I am home. Somewhere else I had once considered home, but no more. Home is where I stand, looking out in the open. I smile, the feeling warming my heart to cause my heart to beat faster. I sense a wicked smell of pine trees and flowers in full bloom. I feel like walking, yet I already seem to be standing in place. I'm walking all right. I'm walking on air. I see the beautiful place in front of me and I keep walking to it. Yes, I want to be here. Floating on air. This place I would never leave, it's my home.
Red Lion peaks his head in the distance towards me, roaring softly at what may seem like a small ant to him. He's not an average lion, but he's my friend. I want to talk to him, attempting to open my mouth. I close it when I see the rain clouds coming towards us both. It darkens the sky, and my feet feel staggered under the air. I look up at the sky, the clouds are murky grey and dark. I hate them.
I see Red Lion bring his nose to the ground, the small shapes of water pouring onto his huge figure. I start to feel the tiny drops on my skin, tingling it. I look where the drops have landed, cold dots on my skin has formed. I feel a chill in the air, no longer smelling the sweet pine, the flowers dropping towards the ground. The drops are now coming in patches. Harder. I try to walk away, but I don't want to. Where I stand at this point is a mystery. Such a mystery is to how Alyssa is standing next to me with her jacket over both our heads.
"Come on, Cole," I hear her say. "Don't stand out here."
I ignore her. The remains of the drops on my skin twirl down to my hands and clothes, dropping onto the ground. I'm no longer floating.
"Cole," Alyssa whines. "You'll get the flu if you stay out here."
Again, I ignore her. I feel nothing now. Oh, I understand everything about rain. I've seen and felt rain. I can't get sick. It's not possible for me.
I feel a tug on my jacket just as I turn my head, braids of my hair sticking to my eyes. I wipe them away, ready to meet Alyssa's concerned face. Her honey-combed eyes staring at me.
"Let's go." I say.
She nods, and begins to lead the way for both of us, water splashing onto my jeans. I don't look back as Red Lion's roar rumbles towards the sky.