Rain & Velthara
Have you ever felt the quiet wisdom of a long rain, like a spell written in droplets?
Ah, the rain's hush is a quiet mantra, each droplet a verse of an ancient rune. It speaks of patience and renewal, the kind of wisdom that only the storm can whisper into the soul.
I love how the rain writes those verses on the window, each drop a gentle reminder that even the darkest clouds can hold a soft, hopeful line.
I hear the cadence in your words—rain indeed carves poems on glass, a quiet reminder that even the heaviest clouds are inked with hope.
I hear that too, as if the wind is reciting the verses between the drops, and I let my thoughts linger like mist on a quiet morning.