“It rains softly on the town.”
Arthur Rimbaud (1854–1891) French Decadent and Symbolist poet
Il pleut doucement sur la ville.
From a lost poem
“It rained toads the day the White Council came to town.”
— Jim Butcher, book Summer Knight
Source: Summer Knight
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