A woman with long silky hair sat with a raven haired child across from her. The woman was softly signing.
"Sheila."
The woman stopped singing.
"Sheila, what song is that?"
"It's a song I learned from some Roma friends long ago. It's apparently a song that calls forth rain from the east." Was the woman's response.
"What's rain?" asked the boy.
"I don't know. It seems it's when drops of water fall from the sky."
"Do you want to see it, Sheila?"
The woman reached a hand out to the small boy. She gently grab his hand. "Perhaps. It is a bit too dry here, I suppose. But I'm fine as long as you're here, Livi." The woman and child closed their eyes as they rested their foreheads against each other. "My blessed Rain."
"Me too, Mother."
The Rain Twins awoke, both having seem the same dream. Both wondering about what they saw. Harri thought the dream was possibly a moment between the Sun King and his dead mother. Nike was wonder why she was having such a dream, thinking it may have been a another's dream.
