30 Weather

 As the first rays of dawn broke over Morocco on February 25, 2025, the country awoke to a day that promised both mystery and warmth—a living canvas where the past and present danced beneath a shifting sky. Across its varied landscapes, from the bustling coastal cities to the ancient heart of the desert, every region told its own unique story through the language of weather. In Casablanca, where the Atlantic meets modern ambition, the morning was graced with a gentle coolness. Early risers noted the temperature at a pleasant 14°C (57°F) as a soft, silvery mist rolled in from the ocean. The city’s historic medina and wide boulevards shimmered under this quiet veil. As the day advanced, the skies gradually cleared, and by mid-morning, the mercury in Casablanca climbed to a comfortable 18°C (64°F). Occasional patches of cloud provided delicate contrasts to the radiant blue above, while a light, sporadic drizzle refreshed the urban landscape, reminding its residents of nature’s cyclica...

 The town of Ravendale had always been shaped by the weather . Perched on the edge of a vast, untamed wilderness, it was a place where storms arrived like uninvited guests and the wind whispered secrets through the dense forests. But one storm, in particular, had never been forgotten—the storm that took more than it gave, the storm that left behind a mystery no one dared to unravel. Decades ago, during one such tempest, a renowned architect named Victor Lorne disappeared without a trace. He had been in the final stages of designing Ravendale’s grandest structure—a clock tower meant to symbolize progress and resilience. But on the night of the storm, the tower remained unfinished, and Victor was never seen again. Some believed he had been swallowed by the river that ran through the town; others whispered that the storm had carried him away, like a debt long overdue. Now, many years later, his great-granddaughter Evelyn Lorne returned to Ravendale, drawn by a letter she had received...