The weather today is slightly sarcastic, with a good chance of a) indifference, or b) disinterest in what they say.
Empty faces, blank stares, vague frowns, a frustrating common reluctance to believe; the stark symptoms of a diseased society. No one knows just how bad the world has it, and they won't know 'till it's too late.
Lord Voldemort is in the middle of his surge to power, and he's meeting strangely little resistance. Where have all the people gone? Well, you can't block a blow if you don't know it's coming.
oh, and you should know
I USED YOUR TOOTHBRUSH THIS MORNING.
setting
september, 1977 {WANING GIBBOUS
This month is all crisp, bracing autumn days and cool fresh air. A few thunderstorms have carried over from summer, but they're brief and hasty, leaving warmth and sun in their wake.
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