[Trivial] ???: The wind does not ever grow any sharper. It's an indomitable, cosmic force. Your body can only tremble in response. Except here. This is where the gale dies. It's roar collapses into a surreal silence, pierced only by a menacing hum. That last part, you're certain, is just your imagination.

[Lax] POIESITUDE: Do you enjoy the music?