Wintersflor, the winter wonderland of a solar system-a bright star, Ygnis II, orbited by 5 planets, and Wintersflor being the third. Two barren moons of blue and green orbited with varied distance from the titan, as its waves clash together with vigor. Having an inscrutable orbit from its star, Wintersflor experiences ludicrous climates along with the absurd mise-en-scène. 10 seemingly endless months of winter, 2 months filled with oceans of flowers, and 3 months of an orange world of falling leaves; a total of 15 months.
A third of the planet submerged underwater, filled with vast life and luscious plants, deep underwater canyons and couloirs, as the rest of the planet were mountainous terrain mixed with onimous winter snow, steppes of an iota of trees, covert antres and delves, filled with cavernous grottos and excavations. Yes, that's how massive and clustered the underground is.
In the bases of mountain ranges, tall wooden houses, with tall steep-sloping roofs and large open windows are planted down, dispersed from each other. With curved edges, snow slowly flow on the roofs' aqueducts. Surrounded by thick wooden borders lie farmlands, tilled in several columns and rows, fruitful plants waiting to be harvested. As dawn breaks in from the east, hands covered its owner's eyes, which were gazing at the orange horizon. The farmers woke from their daydreams and contined to carry their mattocks and proceeded to walk over to their stations.
Oh, how lovely the morning is, as the white clouds traveled across the blue-green sky where a large gray moon can be seen. Birds twice the size of domestic fowls were flying across the sky in a flock. The flowers bloom lovingly, as the pollen gets swept away by the spring breeze. The green luscious grass wave as the breeze passes by. Satori, wearing a lily white sundress, was standing in the midst of the field. The rainbow of flowers in the plains shake to the air's whistling rhythm, blowing towards Satori's vicinity, making her dress flow onto her side. The 6 year old looked toward the wind's direction and saw the breeze carry the dandelions over the prairies, as she held the side of her hair with her left hand from flowing out and blinding her view. She then felt a hand on her head, patting her. She stood there in comfort and coolness, as the hand stroked her hair. She turned around in confusion to see no one, as the sensation of the hand suddenly faded away.
Sayori was skipping around the village with her hands behind her back. The loose rounded rocks underneath her feet were scattered across the paths. She slowly walked and came to a stop near the orchard. Curious of what were hanging about the leaves, she walked towards the large dark tree. Looking upwards, as the sunlight strikes through the leaves, she covered her eyes as she approached a red round fruit, hanging above her head on a branch. "I guess this is what they call an apple?" She said, jumping up on the tree's trunk. She climbed the tree's trunk, stepping on the protruding barks as a lift. After a few steps, she climbed up the branch, reaching for the apple. "Almost....got it...." reaching for the apple, her other hand slowly lifted off a branch. "Yes! Got it!" She joyfully jumped off the branch, landing on her three limbs, the other holding onto the apple. Used to jumping off a few heights, she stood up and continued down her path, taking hearty bites on the apple.
Running atop the ridges of mountain sides, Satoshi jumps from ledge to ledge. Kiyari, Satoshi's best friend, was climbing the mountainside with him. She was a black-haired feline-sapien, having long black hair, black pointy ears that stuck out, a feeble appearance and a slightly shorter stature than Satoshi. Although she looked very simple and outgoing, she is the type that loves going in expeditions.
The two children joyfully resided on a ledge, sitting on the edge, having a view of the whole village. In unison, they both deeply inhaled and let out a sigh, and synchronized giggles.
Across the horizon, large mountains with snowy icecaps lay, while the system's star slowly rises up from a mountain's side. The morning dew could be seen across the fields, as the starlight resonated.
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Nishikino Hearth
FantasiA dark midnight sky, a peaceful village in the middle of the forest, and a silent atmosphere. Satoshi watched the fire crackle in the clay fireplace. Sitting on the wooden floor, he heard a strange noise from the distance. He ran towards the window...