Cinder Wind floats along idly, his eyelids sometimes coming down over his diamond-shaped eyes. Suddenly, a drop of water hits you on the head.
"Is it raining?" you ask Cinder Wind, and he looks at the odd sparkling droplets coming down from the sky.
Not in the way you know it, no. This is the mystic rain.
You look at him, confused. When you notice the rain gathering in puddles, they glitter and seem like miniscule jewels packed tightly together. You bend down and gather some of them in your fingers. They do seem solid... Although, they feel like snow- and melt the same way. You are soon left with droplets of water trickling over your fingers.
They are jewels- but you cannot touch them or they will melt. Cinder Wind says, watching. You cannot become immesurably wealthy from gathering them. A thin smile splays accross his face. You nod. Then, a bush off to the side of the path rustles and a creature emerges from it...