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As the audio begins, you are instantly enveloped in the serenity of nature, tempered slightly by the harsh, unpredictable weather. The conservatory, usually a place of tranquility and reflection, now serves as the stage for this atmospheric performance of nature. Suddenly, you hear the initial splatter of what sounds like ice pellets hitting the rooftop. The sounds are sporadic at first, like a few early arrivals at a gathering, before they quickly multiply, gradually building up into a full-fledged symphony. The rhythm is incessant, each ice pellet finding its own unique pitch upon hitting the rooftop. The rain shower is not merely a drizzle; it's a torrential downpour, each droplet hammering down with a force that resonates through the conservatory. The sound is akin to a thousand tiny drummers, each beating their drums in a chaotic yet oddly harmonious rhythm. The weather, often a quiet backdrop to our daily lives, here becomes the main event, dominating
