C188 I Have Been Framed like This

"This rain is coming down hard!"

Elder Yang cradled a cup of strong coffee, dark circles heavy under his eyes.

The war had finally drawn to a close.

"It sure is. Pheapolis hasn't seen a downpour like this in years."

"The rain's a blessing. It'll help cleanse Pheapolis of its grime," Elder Yang remarked with a hint of depth.

After a moment's thought, he added