Chapter 39
“I don’t like the rain. It blocks the light from coming in.”
Liv began conversing with the gods again.
“But I do like water! Drinking water feels good.”
With a flushed face, Liv sat beneath the hole, waiting for the rain. Soon after, raindrops began falling, the pitter-patter of drops striking the stone walls echoing.
Shhhhhaaaaa.
The raindrops falling through the hole grew larger and larger. It seemed a heavy downpour was coming.
After some more time passed, a continuous stream of water flowed relentlessly through the hole, raining down upon Liv.
Liv opened her mouth and sat beneath it, catching the raindrops with her hands. She then brought her palms to her lips, murmuring as she savored the taste before tilting her head in puzzlement.
“It has a bitter smell. Similar to blood.”
Soon after, puddles began forming on the floor, and Liv splashed about playfully in the small pools.
“It’s cold, but feels nice. The wet sensation is so novel. They say this is called playing in the water?”
Meanwhile, Emmett could only observe Liv with a blank gaze. He no longer knew what emotion he felt towards her – guilt, pity, regret, or perhaps even affection. Why did his heart ache so much seeing her overjoyed by mere rain?