The ever present pitter-patter of rain has become increasingly familiar. One forgets what the sky looked like before, where now the dull shade of grey washes over everything and the sun seems to have lost the will to make itself known. This world, a place where witches, wizards, and muggles alike inhabit the land, sea, and air, is not dark. No, it is a far worse fate for the world: it is drained.

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