Another brief spattering of rain has ensured that the ground won't dry out quite yet. The clouds have moved on, leaving the cold moon staring down. The rooftops glow with borrowed light.

I'm inside the camp office with the heater on. The vents rattle under the onslaught of the warm air, and the sound sometimes keeps me awake at night. The constant ticking of the clocks no longer does though.

Currently listening to: Sol Invictus "A German Requiem"