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It was raining. Here, in this place, it didn't rain often, but it was raining now. And like two woodland creatures, Grey and Rat crouched under the tree of their glade, looking out at the rain.
It didn't occur to Grey to find somewhere dry to be. Being outside, even in the rain was still better than being trapped anywhere with walls. He held out his palm, catching raindrops in his hand.
It didn't occur to Grey to find somewhere dry to be. Being outside, even in the rain was still better than being trapped anywhere with walls. He held out his palm, catching raindrops in his hand.
