This morning it was properly raining for the first time since I’ve been back. I decided to go on a walk, as it didn’t seem to be raining too terribly hard.
As soon as I got a mile in, to my favorite cemetery, it began to pour. I hid beneath a tree for a minute, then high-tailed it to a bus stop where I took the bus home, with a deep chill and only a few frames. You can see that everything is already changing or gearing up to change.