Hanzo was sitting outside his shrine house, the rain trickling down his entire body gave him a delight of silence.

Closing his eyes to take in the scenery and blowing breeze between the branches of the cherry blossom trees. The wind carried on beyond the roof making the building creak and make rumbling noises. Thunder beyond the mountain passes in the background, and lightning. He concentrated on meditating, Hanzo having a stern almost like annoyed expression, narrowed eyebrows.