GarnetWings

General Winter surveyed the large building he had just broken the main door of. The large furry creatures with the oversized moustaches that did most of the work were all around him with clubs and spears in their hands. The old man in charge was already pushing his way over to him. He was pleased to see the duel sabers in his hands. Good, centuries of being absent hadn't erased the danger he represented from the minds of Spirits. "General Winter" North spoke. "Why are you here? You have never had anything to do with Guardians. What brings you here of all places after centuries of keeping to yourself?" He merely looked around dismissively, t

One day the Moon goes silent. It is both wonderful and strange. Three centuries of his attempts of speaking to sudden quiet? It will take some getting used to but General Winter hope it stays this way. It's peaceful. A few days later he is on his roof whipping up a cold snap in the south hemisphere. It is by chance there that he overhears some tiny air sprites talking. Gossiping truth be told, but that was ALL the little air sprites did. Regardless, it's WHAT they're saying that catches his interest like three centuries of the Moon talking didn't. So the Boogieman had made a grab for power, had he? And the Moon's precious Guardians of Child

He has stayed away for years. His cold isn't good for living things. It isn't good for his little family; shortening fall and harvest time, delaying spring and the new planting season. So he visits in winter and disperses the blizzard that was forming. He wonders why he still cares. His human lifetimes have had family before. He has left them too early before. It has never hurt like this in all the millennium he has been on this world. And it does hurt; all the affection and care he held for his family as a mortal hasn't lessened or faded since his return to a Season. This is the first time. He finds he does and doesn't care. He finds his

He wants to stay. He needs to go. The first thing he does is kill the blizzard that has taken him from his family. (The other Seasons are not family. They know him and he them but he is isolated. He is not a Season of life after all). And for all Mother is part of Her title.... the seasons are not Her children. Everything alive on this world, yes. But not them. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ He wants to stay. He needs to go. He stays for a time. Watches his family grieve. Watches his burial in the frozen ground. Watches his son take up duties as the man of the house as best he can. Watches Jack keeps Emma and their mother smiling as best he can. Wat

It is when he is beginning to forget why he should care when Mother informs him it is his turn. Any argument that it is pointless, that the weak mortals deserve what they get does not pass his lips. All Seasons know better than to argue with Mother Nature, especially about this. She can and has un-made a Season as easily as she made them to help her in the first place. So he bows to Her as Her power unmakes his body into snow and his spirit is sent down to what mortals call the New World to be born anew and live a mortal life. *~*~*~*~*~*~ Paul Overland is a honest, friendly, hardworking man. He is also sweet on Mary Johnson, luckily she