Chapter 43-1: Mutation
//in university//
//8:10 AM//
Where the turbid clouds have ceased.
The students spread out in the courtyards and along the way, toward the classroom and in the corridors, and the rest of the designated booths, with their various disciplines, were very clear and lively.
The cloudy gray clouds that swept the sky of London, though the weather was cool, had opened with a dull radiance, giving way to a little sunshine to seep in and enter.
Hearing the loud voices and the amused and energetic whispers around her, emanating from the students, was an exuberant sight full of simplicity and vitality. Like weather fluctuations.
Nevertheless, light and transient rain showers continued to fall, between technical and other, reflecting the attractiveness of the view of the colorful and blooming umbrellas from the roof.