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Relaxing Sleep Music with Rain Sounds on the Windows - Peaceful Piano Music, Warm Study Room 🔎🔍

🧐 · 06.10.2024 · 16:00:21 ··· Sonntag ⭐ 283 🎬 9712 📺The Soul of Wind
🧠 · 21.10.2024 · 21:02:35 ··· Montag
😎 · 23.10.2024 · 16:44:39 ··· MiTTwoch
The rhythmic sound of rain tapping against the window filled the small room, a soothing lullaby that harmonized with the dim glow of evening light. Aya sat at her wooden desk, a cup of tea slowly cooling beside her, untouched. The soft scent of rain mixed with the calming aroma of jasmine as the world outside blurred behind the streaked glass.

Her eyelids fluttered, heavy with exhaustion. The open book before her was filled with neat handwriting—her journal, where she poured her thoughts, dreams, and worries. She had intended to write tonight, to empty her mind onto the page as the rain washed the world clean outside. But somewhere between one thought and the next, sleep had found her.

The book lay open beneath her cheek, the ink of her last words barely dry. In the quiet stillness of the room, Aya’s gentle breathing was the only movement, her long hair cascading like a dark waterfall across the desk. Her hand still rested near the pen she had dropped moments before sleep claimed her, fingers curled loosely around the pages.

The rain outside whispered softly, carrying memories of days long past, of moments both joyful and bittersweet. The colorful paper notes, tacked to the window frame with wishes and messages from friends, swayed slightly in the breeze that drifted in through the cracks. Aya had always found comfort in this space, surrounded by her thoughts and the sound of the rain—a place where time seemed to slow down, offering her peace.

In her dreams, the world beyond her desk was different. She wandered through sun-drenched fields, the warmth of the sun on her face and the scent of flowers in the air. There were no worries here, no deadlines, no weight of reality. Only peace, much like the quiet room she rested in, but brighter, lighter. A world where dreams weren’t confined to the pages of her journal.

_The Soul of Wind_

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