Rainy Road, Puddle

The next day, the sky hung low.

Gray clouds loomed overhead, heavy with rain, and raindrops silently soaked the earth.

Rrrrumble… clop.

With a dull squelch as the wheels ground through the wet mud, the carriage lurched to a stop.

The rain-soaked ground was heavy and deep.

The horses that had been moving forward snorted and stopped, then stamped their hooves as if in irritation.

They sniffled and flicked their tails uneasily, looking somehow frustrated.

The air was thick with the earthy smell of soil.

The sound of rain falling on the grass carried into the distance,

while farther away, droplets running down the leaves brushed past my ears like a little melody...