Rain of Crimson Beams
As the night descended, a thin ethereal veil of fog draped over the cityscape. The air bore a refreshing chill, reminiscent of the downpour earlier, accompanied by the soft symphony of rustling leaves. Once in a while, small insects and animals could be seen scurrying around in hunt for food, their beady eyes scanning the surroundings keenly.
In hindsight, the night following a torrential downpour would usually be cleared of clouds, allowing the moon and stars to grace the streets with their luminous embrace. Yet it was not the case this time. Thick tempestuous clouds rolled ominously on the distant horizon, obscuring any feeble glimmer of light and shrouding the city in profound darkness.