We report: after the storm cleared out, the rain remained through twilight. It was quiet rain, the kind that blurs out edges and angles, white noise rather than a drumbeat. We see minuscule beads of water catching on our expert‘s hair as they refuse to put their hood up.

Digital painting of a cityscape at night, only scattered, hazy lights in a purple blur, under a dark blue, cloudy sky.

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