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There was, yesterday, to mark All Souls Day...

Pft, the one coven of weather mages foretold...

A great fog last night, presumably because of yesterday...

The waning Crescent rose swiftly in the eastern skies...

The skies cannot decide whether to let fall...

Still an hour to go before...

The worldly, then, have the same instincts now...

Have only now gotten finished with Prime, in the broad light...

Was raining hard a few minutes ago...

Dawn is awakening without the splendid raiment of...

Raining off and on through the night...

Rain continues to impend...

Autumn passes into Winter, perhaps...

Jupiter, Mars, Venus, and the full Moon in all her glory...