When you grow up in a country with an official rainy season, where the sky opens up and dumps sheets of water on you and the rains are determined and unapologetic, it takes you a while to accept it as an additional feature of Spring and Fall. It is a very polite drizzle here, almost like it is afraid you would get your expensive shoes wet.
Phantasmogoria is disappointed by the rains in phoren.
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