Rain on the Roof

Rain falling on village rooftops, each drop creating tiny circles in puddles on the cobblestone street

When the rain came to Stillwater Commons, it didn't storm. It arrived gently, like a guest who knew where to hang their coat.

The tea shop window from inside, rain streaming down the glass, the warm glow of lanterns reflected in the droplets

By noon, everyone had found their way to Hana's.