Evil Aeolus

Looking through the window this afternoon, I suddenly saw a woman trying to pick a bed sheet that she had hung outside her balcony, all while fighting a gale that I still can't figure out where did it come from.

As she was unable to do so on her own, she's ended invoking the power (and the arms) of her husband --I guess-- to pick the sheet before the blowing of this evil Aeolus managed to carry it far, far away.

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