The weather is certainly unpredictable here,isn't it?It's always unpredictable when the MacLeans are involved.She turned to look at him. You've heard the rumors of the curse?I've heard them and believe them. He moved beside her. Don't you?The pocket she needed to reach was on his other side, blast it. Do you think one of the MacLeans might be angry now?He looked over her head to the gathering clouds, a frown settling between his eyes. Yes, he said quietly. One of them is growing more furious by the moment.A fresh wind now tossed the treetops about, the grass rippled like an angry ocean, and the clouds filled the entire sky.
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The conversation captures a sense of foreboding as the characters discuss the unpredictable weather, which seems to reflect the chaotic influence of the MacLean family. The mention of a curse suggests an underlying tension, potentially tied to the family's history, casting a shadow over the present moment. The woman's gesture for her pocket adds a layer of intimacy and urgency, highlighting her limited options in the face of impending storms.

As they contemplate the weather, the man acknowledges the gathering clouds and the growing fury of the MacLeans, which parallels the escalating turmoil in their surroundings. The imagery of the wind, treetops, and rippling grass evokes a dramatic atmosphere, emphasizing the emotional stakes of their situation. Together, this exchange not only builds a narrative tension but also hints at the deep-seated conflicts that the characters must navigate.

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