Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190602041941/@comment-36159587-20190605021004

 He was now past the border of the place. Immediately, the sky was a dark, cloudy gray, as if there was a storm.

 Hitan had looked above the place just before he left the boundaries. The skies had still been as blue as ever--about to fade to gray. But, no clouds had appeared in the sky.

 Just seeing the gathering storm on the edge of the horizon gave him a sense of normal again.

 But, he did not want to be drenched. That was not the normal he was seeking.