Dancing in the rain. #samplesunday

A gentle interlude from The Portal Sundered – book 2 in The Portal Series.

[image error]The sky was darkening but the air was hot and sticky. Neither Sam nor the Naiad moved even when the first drops turned into a downpour. The rain beat down on Sam's back as she lay on the grass. She felt rivulets of water run under her and she turned over to feel the rain on her face. She sat up and ran her hands through her hair, wiping the worst of the wet out of her face only to be swamped by more.

You will catch cold." The Naiad observed quietly, her voice almost lost in the sharp crack of thunder and almost simultaneous jagged flash of lightening.

I don't care!" yelled back Sam, raising her voice to be heard over the din and suddenly grinning, her dark mood washed away by the rain. "Come out of there and dance with me. This is glorious!" Sam stood, tipped her head back to allow the fresh sweet water to fill her mouth and she drank in the rain before it had chance to hit the earth. She looked down to the Naiad still in the stream and held out a hand. "Come on." She grinned and the Naiad grinned back feeling the rain pelting her head.

After all, water is my element. Why not go dancing in the rain." The Naiad rose elegantly from the water and joined Sam on the grass. They danced round each other while the storm thundered overhead. Lightening crackled across the sky. A stark flash of brightness between the deep gloom of the thunderclouds. The clouds themselves so deep and glowering they looked close enough to touch. The thunder rumbling so deep it shook the ground. The grass was fast becoming slippery. Sam and the Naiad carried on dancing, laughing as they slipped about and clung to each other.

This is mad!" Sam shouted "Completely mad but I love it." She caught hold of the Naiad as she danced past. The Naiad stumbled on the wet grass and clutched at Sam. They tumbled to the soaked earth in a breathless grinning heap. They sat there, limbs tangled together in the mud, and let the torrential rain wash them clean. The storm showed no sign of abating and eventually Sam gently pulled her hand free and rose to her feet.

I have to go and dry off," she apologised "Water isn't my element and I will definitely get sick if I get too chilled." She bent to kiss the Naiad as water ran over them both and then pulled away to walk back to the cottage but the Naiad pulled her back towards the stream and towards her own home.

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