Started working on Draft 2 of Trancer. Have to rip apart the beginning and start from a different point in the plot.
Rest In Word, you beautiful and unusable piece of prose.
Rain slowly fell from the dark sky, lazily drenching the undisturbed streets in the small village of Katel. Morning had only begun to come, bringing the streets into the swing of the day. The radiant beams of Edan had refused to shine on the village, instead leaving the faint drops to wake the inhabitants from their slumber. Most were unbothered by the rain, opting to gain more sleep before lining the streets with decorations in preparation for Soleda.