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Rain.. I don't know why it always rains whenever something sad happens to me. Be it in my previous life or my current life. I don't know the reason, but maybe it was raining to wash away my sadness, or just to add to the coldness of my already cold heart. "Please accept my condolences, miss"

They say rain is peaceful, a lullaby for the broken. But as I stared out the window, watching the downpour smear the city in gray, I couldn't help but hate it. It ruins everything: my plans, my shoes, the way I feel about the day. It shows up uninvited, lingers too long, and always leaves a mess behind — kind of like men. People romanticize the rain, call it gentle, healing, soft. But I see it for what it is: a burden I have to prepare for, something I have to protect myself from. Just like men, I never face it without a shield — never without an umbrella.

“You mystify me.” “Do I? And why is that?” “Only the gods laugh at foul weather, m’sieur,” she told him. “Mortals understand how dangerous it can be. Flash flood, fire, lightning, deep and killing snows, deadly cold. These things are to be survived, not laughed at. It makes me wonder just who and what you are.” “That’s true enough, but I have always liked the wind and rain. The morning after a good heavy downpour is so much fresher, cleaner. And we’ve needed rain to tamp down the dust. It’s been a long, hot summer.”

Even he, who had a better childhood than she was, was even enjoying the experience, probably because he was with Seleen. "I didn't know the rain could be so fun," she said as there was still a hint of amusement in her face. "I would often think that the rain symbolizes misfortune. That was why I would never go out after every rain, but it looks like that I have been mistaken."

It will all end on that day, my painful feelings for you will end on the darkest day. That day, it suddenly rained down, as if to vent all the pain in my heart. Looking at the stream of people rushing to escape to find shelter in the rain, I was still walking quietly in the rain like that. Right now I feel very fond of the rain because when walking in the rain no one will notice that I am crying, in the middle of the road I can still cry freely without fear of anyone looking at me. A saying appeared in front of my eyes "The saddest day is the day when it rains", yes, today was very sad so God gave me this rain to help the tears not to flee under the storm. torrential rain.

Namely opening the window of the carriage to breathe in the fresh air that the day had to offer. But not long after I opened the carriage window, suddenly the sky rewarded us with raindrops. "Wow, it's my first rain," I exclaimed as I reached out my hand to feel the rain that was getting heavier and heavier. Precious water fell on my palm. There's a reason why I've always liked the rain, maybe because I'm a water wizard. That's why my manna feels like it's being refilled when it rains. And with the rain, I feel more secure because the supply of water around me is getting more and more. You could say that I feel invincible.

“I’d get wet.” “Just get soaked and that’s it?” “Once I’ve soaked through this part of the road, I don’t need an umbrella anymore,” Angela said calmly Leon repeated softly, “Once you’re soaked through, you don’t need an umbrella anymore…” Something tugged painfully at his chest. “Wouldn’t you wait for the rain to stop?” Angela replied seriously, “I never wait for the rain to stop. People who run through the rain reach the finish line sooner than those who stand around waiting.”

That’s the last thing she says before leaving me alone with my thoughts. I sigh, heading on the balcony. A little bit of freedom at least, I think. I watch the sky above me, turning slightly grey. It’s about to rain. Good. I love rain. It’s one of the little things that makes me happy. It’s natural. And not man-made. Humans can’t alter rain. They can’t ruin it. And that’s enough to make it precious. More precious than anything. It makes it real. I allow myself a smile when I feel the first drop of water touch my skin, not making a move to wipe it off. I stand there, leaning on the railing and close my eyes.

X. EXperiments I'm going to put you through, now it'll only make you dizzy, sick, and paralyzed. I think you'll live without the antidote, the ending's a surprise. I think you'll lie I never understood the happiness rain could give. Not until my brother taught me how to dance under the drops of rain falling from the skies. Zon was a lover of rain. He used to wait for nimbus clouds or cloudless skies in the evening, hoping it would rain.

From inside their home, one could hear the calming and melancholic sound of raindrops. In the past, rain used to evoke fear in Keisha. But with Colten's help and love, the fear was slowly replaced with joyful memories amidst the rain. She had many bad experiences with the rain, moments that caused her intense fear, especially when she miscarried while it was raining. She even remembered how she tormented herself in the rain, allowing herself to drown in sadness while the raindrops poured on her skin.