It rains.

[memnus]

A hard cold grey rain, streaking my screen and my window, once the water leaking in was too much and I had to close it. The trees across the valley disappear into obscurity, blurred by water thick as a cloud. The lake surface roils, smooth and gentle no longer. Thunder creases the sky, punctuating the quiet roar or falling drops.

I've missed this.

This is what I needed; summer can end now. I'm ready.

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