Now that he'd begun to remember, the magick that had been buried while he'd tried to forget was beginning to come back. And it was tingling with an awareness of the woman that was apparently so settled into his veins and heart that even a Fate couldn't unwind the threads. How it ached to know that, somewhere, something inside him had chosen to re-visit this.
She's nearby. The rain had a significance. It was one of the many minutae that still remained buried that came back at odd moments. But sunny days turning rainy was something that struck close. It rained... Sadness.
That feeling of his that simply screamed Kaya was coming closer. As were soft footsteps.