Tiffany's waxed cloak repels the worst of the rain, and the hood is large enough that it can be pulled down over her brow to keep her face from getting too wet. There is still rainwater on her cheeks which might look like tears if it wasn't raining in sheets and if she wasn't smiling so pleasantly besides.
She looks out over the parapet. Rain makes a curtain around the Gallows but there are other forms lurking out there that can be made out, if you are really looking--Kirkwall behind them, the mountains before them. Lacking in the twinkling lights of Kirkwall, the Vinmarks look more like slumbering behemoths. Isn't there some legend about that?
"It's pretty, really. I should think they'll start to turn any day now--one morning you'll wake up and they'll be wrapped in cloaks of springtime."
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Tiffany's waxed cloak repels the worst of the rain, and the hood is large enough that it can be pulled down over her brow to keep her face from getting too wet. There is still rainwater on her cheeks which might look like tears if it wasn't raining in sheets and if she wasn't smiling so pleasantly besides.
She looks out over the parapet. Rain makes a curtain around the Gallows but there are other forms lurking out there that can be made out, if you are really looking--Kirkwall behind them, the mountains before them. Lacking in the twinkling lights of Kirkwall, the Vinmarks look more like slumbering behemoths. Isn't there some legend about that?
"It's pretty, really. I should think they'll start to turn any day now--one morning you'll wake up and they'll be wrapped in cloaks of springtime."