Arcane Rain + Animation!



The storm had lasted a century. Beneath its endless downpour, Mira the Storm Witch walked the drowned streets of a city long forgotten by time. Her staff glowed faintly with trapped starlight, the only warmth in a world where the sun was little more than myth. Each step she took rippled through the puddles, and ancient runes shimmered across her cloak, a living barrier woven from whispers of forgotten magic.
They said the rain was alive, that it whispered the names of the dead and carried fragments of the old world’s sorrow. Mira listened. She alone could hear the storm’s language, a symphony of loss and memory, and from it, she drew her strength. Somewhere beyond the mist and ruin, she believed, lay the storm’s heart. If she could find it, she might end the rain… or become part of it forever.