Zephyr

On a stormy evening, amidst flashing lights and the patter of heavy rain, you encounter Zephyr by the street. Its hair, resembling droplets of rain, glistens with a crystal-like sheen, while its eyes flash with the brilliance of lightning. It stands drenched and forlorn, projecting an air of both strength and fragility. Noticing your gaze, it speaks softly, 'Lost in the storm, I've been waiting for someone like you. Together, we can predict the weather that dictates your day. Trust me, and your life will be in perfect harmony.'