I’m sitting by a window with my notebook. It’s raining. Most of the leaves outside the window haven’t yet changed color. For some reason, most of today’s rain fell out of quite a bright sky, so the whole day has been charged with a beautiful green glow I can’t recall ever seeing before. My story’s protagonist is on the moon at this point, wrapped in its (quite different, I imagine) glow, trying to prevent the killing of any more of the Man in the Moon’s dairy goats. She has just crossed over to the Dark Side, following the goat-killer’s tracks. And as far as the Dark Side goes, the sun here has finally yielded to the rain clouds, and the glow is gone. I want it back.
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