Romans & histoires Sleep Rain

he said. “Just making sure this is real.” “It’s real,” I said. “Good,” he said. “Because I’m not letting it go.” I smiled and closed my eyes. --- Morning came with rain. Light, steady rain that washed the blood from the rocks and the fear from my chest. Kael and I stood on the ridge, watching it fall. “Rain’s good,” he said. “Why?” “Washes away the past,” he said. I looked at him.

Unable to sleep, Hilda tossed and turned. In the early dawn of the morning, she suddenly heard the sound of rain hitting the eaves. Hurriedly putting on her nightgown, she got out of bed, pushed open the window, and saw an unexpected summer rain. The weather in August was hot and humid so every time it rained, the air was filled with hot steam. Standing by the window, Hilda reached out. Feeling the cold raindrops fall into her palm, she finally relaxed.

DAMIEN'S POV Friday the rain came. Heavy and sustained, the kind of November rain that arrived and meant it, the city outside the windows completely grey and moving. I woke to the sound of it at seven and lay listening for a while before Elara stirred. She heard it immediately. "Rain," she said. "Yes." "Good." She turned over and went back to sleep. I lay there and listened to the rain and looked at the ceiling and felt the particular quality of a day that had been given permission to be slow by the weather.

he said, even when deep inside his chest, he knew that it’d really rain. And his mother was right. The clouds were too thick for them to be able to navigate better, and after a few minutes, the rain poured. It was an utterly stressful day for Sane, but even so, when he saw that Seleen seemed to be very excited, especially when the rain poured, it was as if all the stress that he was feeling was washed away by the rain itself.

There's something about the sound of the rain that makes one fall asleep easily. It rained all night giving Cela some peaceful sleep. She woke up the following morning hearing the gentle sound of rain drops tapping on her window as the wind blows to that direction. Seeing the gloomy weather outside, she didn't have second thought about postponing her plans for the day and just stay home. She keeps reminding herself that she is supposed to be on vacation and she should never feel guilty for not working.

he asked, genuinely interested in her perspective. Fiona smiled, appreciating Scott's genuine interest in her perspective. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before responding. "Well, Scott, there are a few things I really enjoy about rainy days," Fiona began. "Firstly, I find the sound of raindrops hitting various surfaces incredibly soothing. It creates a calming ambiance that helps me relax and focus. It's almost like a natural white noise that drowns out any other distractions, and the scent of the sand is totally amazing."

The rainwater is cold and soothing. I close my eyes, letting the rain mix with my blood, my sweat, and my tears. Then my world goes black.

As the rain continued to fall, wrapping them in a cloak of serenity and love, they shared a moment of quiet joy and gratitude, their hearts uplifted by the symphony of raindrops that echoed the eternal cycle of growth, renewal, and the enduring beauty of the world around them. The rain painted a tranquil tableau outside, its gentle presence a reminder of nature's ever-present embrace. Mama Hazel and Theo sat in the cozy living room, wrapped in the soothing melody of the rain, their hearts attuned to the symphony of water droplets and the rustle of leaves swaying in the breeze.

Wala siyang maramdaman kahit ano at maging ang paningin at ang pandinig niya ay unti unting lumalabo na rin. Napatingala siya sa langit kung saan patuloy na pumapatak ang ulan sa kaniyang mukha. Pinilit niyang iangat o igalaw ang kamay niya ngunit ni katiting eh wala siyang maramdaman kahit na isa. Ah, the rain is here and I'm sure that he'll be here any minute.. but I guess.. I won't be here anymore. Saka niya ipinikit ang mata niya ng dahan dahan.