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The sky finally opens
But then something happens. It starts with a scattering of darker clouds, followed by a hint of breeze; whispered promises of cooler air on the way. Then a careful ear can pick out one or two soft drops against leaves among the still summer air.
The sound of the drops grows... and grows, until finally all that can be heard is the hush of falling rain. Soon after, soft peals of thunder fill the sky.
Marcus stands in the open near the Inn. Stripped to the waist and barefoot in the sweltering heat, he had been busy at work bringing water from the well to the garden of herbs Fionna had planted to replace those she lost inside the walls of Gravesbane, hauling the heavy buckets back and forth in each hand with sweat dripping down his chest.
He stops and sets the pails to the ground and simply tips his head to the sky, eyes closed, and lets the drops fall on his face, smiling and listening as he breathes in the cool relief brought by the water.
-All knight, every night.