Rain fell in a staccato outside, each drop punctuated by those that came before and after.
Inside the house, cats were settling down to rest, cozy in their chosen spots.
All was well.
As your eyelids drifted closed after the long day, you couldn't help but hope that sleep would hold you peacefully through the night, then release you refreshed to face the morning light.
It might have been a foolish hope, but you held onto it until conscious thought fled from your grasp.
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