💧The Rain Man 💧

Every time it rains.

Every time the clouds cries.

Every time thunder strikes, you should look outside.

Sure its just rain, pouring down.
Sure its just grey skies emptying out.

But you never know your luck until you see strange things wandering around.  And if your are lucky, you might spot him in distance.

"A lost soul" some people call him.
"A rain demon" other says. However only I know what he really is.

"The Rain Man", I called him since I always see him out in the harshest of storms.

Tall and slender. Long inked hair, damp because of the rain.
Always lonely.

He may appear as a threat at first, appearing when the hardest rain happens. Showing at the front of the house, or even the backyard.

But do not be frightened as he is friendly for those who watched his performance. However for those who interrupted, he blends in the storm's mist. Vanishing through the air. Missing your opportunity to seek in his presence.

There are lots of rumours about the Rain Man story. However the most common one would be a story about a beautiful young man, who had a terrible disease.
This disease caused the man great pain every time he walks, so he was restricted to stay in bed all day and to have a watchful eye on him. The bright man was never given the opportunity to allow the natural sun light to touch his pale skin. Leaving the man, relying in the dark.

On his last day, when he was left alone, it started to rain. Amazed of what he was hearing, the man wanted to have a peak outside. As he looked through his window, he could see the dry crowded woodlands covered with the cloud's tears. Small swirling puddles formed into geometric shapes and sizes. Each puddle reflected some part of the grey sky.

The man was obsess.

He dreamed of having a closer look. Something to see before he moved on. So the man painfully crawled out of bed and left his room.

Looking at the front door, the slender man couldn't help but feel nervous. His thoughts and emotions dragged him away but his dreams and hopes kept encouraging him to leave. In doing so, he opened the door.

In front of him, were sparks of heavy droplets of crystal rain, pouring above the open door. The unwelcoming wind invited itself in, passing through the awe man. The man was delighted but still not satisfied.

He wanted to seek more.

Without a second thought, he ran out of the house into the woods, leaving his precious mother's call empty.

Next part wasn't clear. Some believed that the man disappeared; others are convinced that returned home, only for him to pass on the next day; several thought that he was eventually found in the forest, rather insane or dead.
But at the end of the day, he origins remains unknown.

Still, if you do notice the Rain Man. Whenever its the middle of the night or just before lunch. Watch him quietly as this is your life chance to see him. The Rain Man will just dance and dance until the rain slowly calms down. Then after that, he will simply vanish within the clouds.

Never seeing him again. . . .