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... ill with dark clouds... Lancelot stood on the wall watching the forest, a beautiful, ethereal blue picture that soothed his heart.
'I feel a sense of foreboding...'
Pitter-patter... Droplets of rain began to drip from the skies, tapping and rattling against his leather and chainmail armour before transforming into a downpour like a god was tossing dirty water upon them.
A bad omen as the water became half-frozen before hitting the ground, creating a lovely ting-tang sound ...
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