The storm was moving in now, no doubt about it.  The first drops of rain began to splatter, big and fat and fitful.  It was dark now, as even the stars were blocked out.  Then the rain began in earnest, coming down in sheets.  From what little she could see, the ground itself seemed to ripple with the rainfall.  The wind howled, and she could hear the trees themselves swaying gently in the gale.