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Wilt was woken by a cool mist on his cheeks. He opened his eyes to see the sky outside heavy with dark clouds. It took a moment for him to realise what he was looking at, his brain still slowly spinning up to speed.
It was raining. It hadn’t rained in …
Now that he thought about it, he had no idea when he had last seen rain. As a Black Robe in Redmondis, he and his fellow initiates had trudged from room to room, staircase to staircase, always enclosed by one ceiling or another. Before the window was removed, the last time he had seen the sky at all, other than through blurred, rough glass, was the first day they had entered Redmondis, in the great courtyard where they had all assembled. Since then they had led very sheltered lives. Even Delco had begun to notice something lacking.
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