C87 Feeling Is Gratitude

At night, the sky filled with drizzling rain.

Longahe City, the southern city, had fallen a few degrees due to the cold air from the north.

The weather in the south was not as cold as in the north, nor as warm as there was in the north. Every year, on those cold days, the only thing that could be done was dry and cold, and look enviously at their little fellows in the north