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Wet kisses after finding refuge from the rain. 800 words

Ferelden’s rain is cold.

Ferelden’s rain is pinpricks of ice-water settling onto his skin, his hair, and seeping through his clothes. It is nothing like the rain in Antiva, which is warmer, and full of fat little drops that land on the cobbled streets in a murmur. No—Ferelden’s rain hisses over the land. It seethes.

They’ve taken refuge on an abandoned farm to the south.

Zevran watches the rain. He shivers.

Whoever lived here left in a hurry. There’s moldy stew in a pot in the kitchen, shattered dishes strewn about, and dead horses in the field—but it’s somewhere to wait out the storm, so they quickly opt to stay, packing the carts and provision into the barn, and hoping to fix up a fire and a meal in the house.

Meanwhile Zevran is gathering a few supplies from his pack, but he doesn’t want to go inside just yet. The distance between the barn and the farmhouse makes him pause and think that maybe he should wait for the rain to let up a bit.

It seems he won’t have to wait alone.

A form approaches through the curtain of rain, hazy at first, but quickly solidifying into that of Warden Mahariel. He is ghost-like and completely drenched. His hair is wet. His shirt is soaked and clinging to his arms.

Actually, the rain is a good thing. The rain is a blessing. The water cycle, the flowers, et cetera, and all of that. Thank the Maker for the rain, and may it rain every day, Zevran thinks.

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