Bogwitch (bogwitch) wrote,
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It's a bit wet out

The day was wild. Strong gusts of wind howled madly around the eves of the houses, carrying ghostly voices calling; calling for lost lovers never to be heard from again. The roof tiles rattled, slates protesting against the onslaught of icy breaths, whistling against the chimney pots. Rain lashed against faces like whips, stinging flushed skin as the sky cried.

And the Ice Cream Man came round.




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