Novel & Cerita When It Pours It Rains

Aurora Rain has always had a special place in my heart, the splattering noise of drops hitting the pavement, the sweet smell of wet mud and the soft rainy breeze makes my heart flutter with excitement and awe. But today, everything feels different, like for instance, the usual rainy clouds look gloomier than ever and there is a slight sadness in the air. I don’t know if it’s just me or if the universe is playing some sick game, but my spirits are down and I feel awful.

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.

Nevertheless, she continues walking, undeterred by the impending rain. Once Audrey arrives on her street, the first drops of rain fall gently upon her. The moisture quickly intensifies, transforming into a heavy downpour. The sky opens up, releasing its pent-up emotions in the form of raindrops. Instead of seeking shelter, Audrey pauses, a defiant spirit rising within her. She places her bag to the side and lets the rain cascade over her, soaking her clothes and drenching her to the core.

The sky above was full of tumultuous, dark and ragged clouds. Ominous black clouds covered the sky, and released a sudden shower. Thunder rolling in from the west. The morning was cold and wet, with a brisk wind sweeping the rain across the land. On a normal day, the howling wind frightened Raven, but she was too focused, trying to hold back the avalanche of tears that had been building up since the moment she had been angered, her heart was heavy. The weather explained her mood—anger, disappointment and despair. Angry because she was so close to finding out the truth from the old man, disappointed that she didn’t know what to do next, and lastly, all hope was lost. It’s been two days since

It was something else. Something dangerous. Something that felt like it could crush me. Thunder cracked outside, and I jumped, my nerves already frayed. Then came the rain. Violent. Unrelenting. It slammed against the manor like a warning. Like an omen. I looked down at my open book, blinking at the words on the page. "When it rains, it pours." A chill ran down my spine. I had a feeling that wasn’t just about the weather.

The rain was pouring, like it was punishing everyone in this place. “Rain...” she whispered. “Do you think rain makes everyone sad?”

It was tidbits at first, slow and small amount of water, until the sounds of falling and plopping become denser and packed. It was pouring. The sky was dark as the black, thick clouds were covering the moon. All the streetlights were foggy and barely lighting because of the heavy rain. The downpour was sudden, as it was; many people started rushing to seek shelters in the nearby sheds or just simply run to get into their respective households. “Althea? What are you doing there? It’s cold!”

(Almira's POV) It’s raining again. Not the kind of storm that rips trees apart or makes the sky look like it’s bleeding—just a soft, persistent drizzle. It slicks the earth, darkens the windowpanes, and blankets the world in a hush. Everything feels quieter in the rain.