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Night Rain
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A night shower begins, evoking the feel of early summer. At first, the raindrops fall sparsely, tapping lightly against the window ledge with a soft, delicate beat. Soon they gather strength, drumming upon rooftops and leaves, weaving a quickened, intricate cadence. The air grows rich with moisture, carrying the mingled scents of earth and fresh grass. Beneath the streetlights, the falling rain glimmers, like countless strands of silver descending from the sky. In the distance, a faint mist drifts among the hills, their outlines softened and half-veiled in the darkness, resembling a landscape painting gently blurred by vapor. Thunder rolls closer, low and lingering, as though turning slowly through the depths of the night, lending the quiet a subtle pulse of movement and life.
