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Paris in the Rain

Just some self indulgent chlonath is all, nothing to see here.

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 It starts out with that first drop of water, the one you're not so sure you felt. You continue your journey thinking "rain, maybe," but you don't thing much about- you shrug it off. Not too long after comes the second and third drops of rain. You can't deny it anymore, the heaven's have opened and you only pray that you have an umbrella and that you didn't leave it at home just this once...

Tap.

Tap.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The initial rhythm now speeds up and the light sprinkle is now a healthy waterfall. What a glorious day for Nathaniel to leave his umbrella at home. He never minded it however, because he loved the rain. He loved the pitter patter of the water as it fell on the roofs, the pavement, the trees, the river... He loved the way the wind moved through the showers to add to the melody. He loved that if you listened close enough you could maybe hear a bird or two. The sounds were beautiful, even the sounds of the vehicles that were in a rush to get home (but not too fast of a rush unless they surely wanted a ticket from Monsieur Raincomprix for speeding and in this weather too!)

Ao3