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[the_nightmare]

I smell winter on the air.

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[miss_bliss]

[Nikki glances at him. The rain cooled things off a little bit but it was still almost 80 degrees with enough humidity to choke someone.] You sure that's winter you're smelling and not exhaust? Maybe hot garbage?

[the_nightmare]

I'm sure.

[miss_bliss]

He's sure. [She muses to herself.] Well, I sincerely hope you're wrong. I prefer the heat to the snow.

[the_nightmare]

We don't have much choice in the change of the seasons

[miss_bliss]

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

[the_nightmare]

Throw a child into a bonfire for as much good as it does.

[miss_bliss]

That wouldn't be my first choice. I think I will just enjoy the warm weather while I can instead of worrying about a winter that is months away.