Mistery of rain

Faluk likes the rain... sometimes. And sometimes he hates it. He hates it when there is too much of it. And now it is definitely too much.

The water is entering everything and everybody, and this water is not the fluid of life, but it is more the fluid of death.

Humidity makes people bad, so bad it is almost crazy. The look in their eyes changes, the voice changes, the breathing changes, the color of their skin changes.
The world becomes Dantes dream - the Inferno.

Not like when the sun is out there and there are smiles everywhere. That world is far away when it rains. Maybe it does not exist... Faluk doubts it.

Obscuris vera involvens....