Rain Rain Go Away...

It's dark, damp and quiet. People scatter throughout the city without a sound. Cars pass by undetected. Only the pattering of rain perks the ears of passers by, but the sound keeps following them. There's a coldness creeping through the air, too. It hides in the shadows and parades on the sidewalks. Nothing can stop it. No one can hide. When you feel like you may have won, it jumps out at you and scalds your cheeks. It brands you with its red marks. There's nothing you can do. You must give in. The whiteness will return.