Something In The Rain Ending 소설 & 이야기

Ashes and Rain The rain came softly. Not the storm of anger or judgment, but a gentle, forgiving drizzle that fell from the sky like a sigh of peace. It carried with it the scent of smoke and soil, of endings turned to beginnings. Every drop shimmered faintly, catching the red light of the Blood Moon until the whole valley seemed to glow from within. Lyra stood beneath the rain, her hair plastered against her skin, her eyes glimmering with tears she didn’t bother to hide.

"How about tonight?" "What? But, the distance…." "You can come tonight or tomorrow. Let me know when it's ready. I'll send someone to pick you up at Westlake station, Miss Rain." She was so excited. Rain came out of the bathroom with the phone still to her ear. She forgot the newspaper in the sink. Rain closed the bathroom door. The newspaper that was open next to the sink containing the job vacancies suddenly faded. Every letter and number written evaporated into black smoke. The old newspaper was blank and turned into a plain sheet of paper.

The penthouse was too quiet. Julian Vane stood at the floor to ceiling windows on the seventy fourth floor, watching Veridian City dissolve into rain. The glass was so clean it felt like a lie like he could step through it and fall into the neon stained streets below without ever knowing the difference between inside and outside, life and ending. His left hand trembled.

Ryle’s eyes glistened, just for a moment, before he nodded. “That’s all I needed to know.” Rain had started again, light but steady. Lily walked blindly through the streets of Boston, her umbrella forgotten, the city lights blurry through her tears. She’d broken something. Maybe not with a kiss. But with a silence. With a hesitation.

Perhaps this is… a kind of ending. Raelor closed his eyes. A tear slipped down his cheek, heavy with regret. After the ceremony, I was busy seeing off guests. When I finally sat down to rest, Lyndra approached with a complicated expression and handed me an exquisite wooden box. "Raelor asked me to give this to you. He said he wouldn’t appear openly. He wishes you happiness." She patted my shoulder and left. I remembered he had said he would attend, yet I had not seen him clearly in the crowd.

Early the next morning, I was woken by my phone ringing violently. My mother-in-law's anxious voice came through the line. "Ines went into the woods last night to catch fireflies to cheer you up. She was bitten by a snake and fainted on the hill behind the park. "Hurry over!" I woke up completely in an instant. I grabbed a jacket and rushed toward the hill. I was in such a panic that I lost one shoe on the way. But when I arrived, I saw Ines, Marcus, his son, and my mother-in-law leisurely having a picnic.

"No... it can't... end like this..." Before the words had faded she toppled straight backward, crashing down onto the steps, her limbs twitching twice before she went entirely still.

Then she locked the phone and set it aside. She didn’t reply. Not yet. Instead, she leaned back, eyes on the rain. It was still falling gentle, persistent, alive. She whispered to herself, “Not every ending needs to be rewritten.” And somewhere, between thunder and quiet, she finally believed it.

Nina reached out for her keys and Dylan took his other arm out of the jacket and left it for her, he walked into the rain and moved the car to the entrance so that Nina could get in easily. “Thank you” she said and got in the car. As they sped off. Mr. Story who had brought Nina an umbrella stood there watching them. He sadly watched as Dylan drove Nina away, if only Nina could see a good man, he thought to himself. When they got to Cody’s parents condo she got down and handed the jacket back to him. “Thanks so much for today, I really appreciate it, you can take the car and bring it tomorrow it’s raining…” Nina said.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened. “Have a good weekend Raine,” Jordan said, walking in front of me. I said nothing in return. He disappeared to the right of the building, heading towards the parking garage and I continued out to the front doors, into the night. What a nice night it was, I thought, feeling a semi warm breeze against my legs. I took a deep breath, finally free from the office, ready to relax… or party, depending on what my plans were going to be for the night. As I waived down a cab, I couldn’t help but to think that I would be dumb to let such a beautiful night go to waste. Alisha had won once again.