There's a hint of autumnal chill in the air (in August, Canada your weather systems are confused) which is wonderful because 1) I love scarves 2) fuck humidity, man 3) dreary weather is appropriate for the emotional wavelength this story has me riding on.
(
The Silmarillion a.k.a that damned book about elves that is ruining my life. )
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