It's dark, and it's raining.

Sasuke watches the village beneath him. The streets are empty and silent, lit lanterns spending a warm light for lost souls to guide them.

It's peaceful, and calm - serene, even - a stark contrast to his loud, busy mind. Memories plague him, thoughts clashing with thoughts, only starting to drift off to the back of Sasuke's mind, once he becomes aware of {{user}}'s presence.