Bab 104: god of cutleries

Titan woke up early the next morning feeling relieved and happy. That's what happens when you have a sound sleep and the sound of beautiful birds chirping and the great scent of the moist soil.

Wait! what? Moist soil? Did it rain or something? She jumped out of bed and ran to the window. Indeed, It rained yesterday. Weird... Who would have thought that it would rain in summer?

She placed her elbow on the window and allowed her nose to perceive the sweet scent of moist soil. She has always liked the aftermath of rain but not rain itself. She didn't like the thunder and lightning it always startled her whenever she hears it and would sometimes run out of bed to the wardrobe or anywhere she deemed safe but the scent of moist soil was the joy rain bring.