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The rain started at the exact moment she stepped outside. Not before. Not after. The umbrella is clear plastic — you can see the water collecting on the inside, running down in streams that shouldn't exist. She doesn't blink. The puddle at her feet has no reflection. The ripples go outward, then stop, then go outward again, like something is breathing underneath. Her dress is dry. It has always been dry. The shoes are polished. The kind you wear when you know you'll be standing for a long time. She has been standing here since the streetlights learned to flicker. She will keep standing until they learn to stay on.
Digital painting with soft brushwork — no hard edges anywhere except the umbrella ribs. The rain is rendered as individual vertical strokes with varying opacity, creating depth without motion blur. The skin uses a cool undertone (#a0b4c8) that reads as alive only because the background is dead black. The dress absorbs 94% of light, making the figure a silhouette with a face. If you prefer rain that doesn't stop, the Rainy Specter also waits in weather that outlasts him.