Brynja and her husband Eryk (from the next village) were arguing about the clouds. Eryk insisted that they'd pass over, Brynja that they'd bring rain. Finally Brynja took Eryk to old Rudolf, a red-haired giant of a man who lived nearby. "It'll rain," he said, gruffly, and returned to his stew. They returned home - and just as they got in, the first drops began to fall. "But how?" Eryk asked. Brynja smirked. "You came from afar, but here, we all know -
@noelle you are double grounded