To make my muse nervous

The sun was not shining, it had hidden like a coward behind ominous black clouds. A cold gray rain was falling...

Theses are the first lines of a fictlet I intend to write for my Qui_gonmuse and his new love. He's sitting in the easy chair looking uneasily at me. I have to chuckle because in this, I have the power. It makes up for all those times he won't leave me in peace. *grins evilly*