‘The train rattled onwards, speeding them out into open country. It was an odd, unsettled sort of day; one moment the carriage was full of sunlight and the next they...
‘The train rattled
onwards, speeding them out into open country. It was an odd, unsettled sort of
day; one moment the carriage was full of sunlight and the next they were
passing beneath ominously grey clouds.’
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and
the Order of the Pheonix