Rain produced a soft, consistent tapping against the windowpane, almost like an understated metronome. The exterior landscape faded into indistinct shades of gray, while, indoors, the fireplace radiated a gentle warmth that fostered a sense of comfort. Seated in a chair with my legs tucked beneath me, I immersed myself in a book, slowly turning each page and allowing the narrative to absorb my attention. The progression of time seemed to decelerate, as if the rainfall itself had established a peaceful enclosure around me. Within that moment, the only elements of significance were the presence of the text and the prevailing tranquility of the day.
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