124 words on break. Finished!!!! That's 7,067 for the month. Hoorah!!!

There was a storm brewing. Venn could not smell it in the air from the hilltop on the coast as Agnys could, but he could see the distant dark clouds on sea horizon as the sky began to grow black with night. Inside of Hebenon, only those on Lev One, who witnessed the rise and fall of the river’s level, or those in the exposed Uppers who might hear the pelting of raindrops splattering against the city’s dome, might notice such an event. Unlike the parah town of Marbordo, the only storms Hebenon knew were the sort rained upon them by men such as the Founder, Captain Grainger…