Linsora stood outside in the howling wind and driving rain until trees started to fall around her, and she was drenched by the time she entered the transport. Bhreagh rushed up to her with a blanket, complaining that Linsora should know better than to stay outside for such a long time.
“Thank you,” Linsora said, wrapping the blanket around her shoulders. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a storm like this. Isn’t it wonderful?”
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