The kingdom of Lyonesse lacked magic, but not rain. Since the feast of the harvest a storm roared, although that humidity was different from that of the previous day. Last night, when I finally managed to sleep, the wind hit the roof of straw and the rain hit the walls of half-timber and mud as if begging to be let in.
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The kingdom of Lyonesse lacked magic, but not rain. Since the feast of the harvest a storm roared, although that humidity was different from that of the previous day. Last night, when I finally managed to sleep, the wind hit the roof of straw and the rain hit the walls of half-timber and mud as if begging to be let in.