Her palm was stretched open. She reached out her arm into the street to feel the rain. It wasn't hard, but it wasn't drizzling. Nevertheless, it was perplexing.
The people of Suna were divided. Some of the citizens were inside their homes, staying away from the strange cold. The other half, was in disbelief. They stared to the sky, full of grey clouds. The light from the sun beared overcast and spread evenly from hut to hut. The sand seemingly had no shadow, and looked strangely flat.
Temary reached out her other arm, her hand exposed.
She thought of her fellow people. All perplexed as to what they were seeing and feeling.
It may not have been the first time that Temari had experienced rain, but for her citizens, they were lost in the abstract presence of water falling from the sky.
They had become to accustom to the dry heat. The villages were trapped in their homes, surrounded by a dangerous and unforgiving desert. Only the bravest of traders travelled the pathless sands.
Temari took steps out into the street. Paper and trash littered on the ground blew in the wind. Light sand flowing around her. She was now fully exposed to the sky. Nothing was between her and the droplets that fell to her skin.
Temari thought she could tell where the sun was behind the clouds, but the harder she looked the more she realized that she simply could not guess. A droplet feel into her eye, as she scrunched up her eyelid.
Instead of brushing the water away, she closed both of her eyes. She brought her face up to take in this rare weather.
It had no rained in Suna for four decades.
"Good morning Temari." said Kankuro
"Good morning." Temari replied, but her gaze was locked to the window. She had been staring at the village below her, watching as the rain continued to pour.
"It's still going." Kankuro said just to say something.
"Yeah."
Temari tightened her arms around her chest. She breathed out slowly.
"Are you cold?"
"I... I think I am."
"Let me get you something."
Kankuro was halfway from turning to get her a jacket, when Temari cut him off.
"No. I want to feel the cold. This doesn't happen often for us. Even when we travel."
Kankuro felt defeated even though he knew there was no fight to lose.
"So then are you just going to stand here and stare out the window?"
"I might." Temari said with little emotion.
"You know he wants to see you. You haven't talked to him in days." Kankuro had cut to the chase.
"I... I don't want to." Temari had a tinge of fear in her voice.
Kankuro watched as Temaris posture slouched. He could feel her saddness, but also his own helplessness to help is sister.
"I can't keep stalling forever. You'll regret it if you never say goodbye."
Temari wanted to reply, but something prevented her from doing so. Her stoomach ached, a pain that was dull and twisted. She was not ready to say goodbye to her brother yet. For her, it was all too soon.
"Do you need something Kankuro?" Temari looked at Kankuro from her peripheral vision. Her mood seeped out of her words.
Kankuro sighed to himself, rolling his fists together in impatience.
"Fine. You keep pushing off the inevitable and watch what happens."
Temaris eyes returned to the roofs of her village. Kankuro walked out of the room upset at his sisters ignorance.
"After everything. He can't die like this. It makes no sense." she thought to herself.
Tears began to roll down her face. Her saddness was surfacing, and she was beginning to lose it. It was the fifth time today, and the clock had only just struck 10am.
Loosening her arms, she put her hands on the windowsill. Leaning forward, she shook her head as her body trembled. She was losing faith in the world.
Her brother was dying and there was nothing she could do. Nothing at all.
Yeah, I think I know where to take this one. It won't be fancy or in depth, but I will finish this later today. I hope you're all having a good day. Get some good rest tonight okay? You deserve a good nights sleep. Thank you for reading.
6:34am 9/11/21