Rain started to saturate Blackwell once again. It's just a few days after Duke Ulysses left when the rain started to fall once again. It was already a dreary atmosphere and everything was damp but Cygnus took this chance to deal with some loose ends.
Enrick stared at the drops of water that got to the window with a frown on his face. This was one of the things that he didn't like in this territory, the constant rain. The place already looked gloomy with all the dark clouds hanging around and now it was raining.
He sighed and turned around just as thunder rumbled through the sky followed by a streak of lightning that seemed to have hit a tree not far away. He looked back and narrowed his eyes as another one struck again. The lines on his forehead deepened because of how the weather was turning for the worst.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!