Marrok Chapter 2
CHAPTER 2 ‘Rain is always relaxing’ thought the boy as he huddled under the sail hung up between the ground and a big tree like a lean-to. He always came here when it was supposed to rain. When he was younger he would play in the rain just like all the other children. But after his father was killed by Imperial troops he had stopped playing. To feed his mother and younger brother he had quit school, and even quit playing like the child he really was, to work in the rice fields. But on rainy days like this, when he couldn’t work in the field he would relax and watch Mother Nature as she brought clean water and clean fresh air into the region. Even the lightning was beautiful in its own dangerous way. …