𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠
  • Reads 21
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 54m
  • Reads 21
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 6
  • Time 54m
Ongoing, First published Apr 27, 2020
"ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴡɪɴᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴘʀɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ꜰᴀʟʟ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ ᴡᴇ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇɴ?"

the idea of seasons came from the lady of the universe, who believed earth to be too simple to stay the same all year round. she created four seasons, who have stayed in charge of the same places, the same, no matter how different. 

for the first time ever, the seasons glitch, and they begin to become each other, merging into each other and switching places as the ones in charge sit confused. with the four of them, will they become trapped in this or can they take over and conquer?

𝖜𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗 is the oldest of the original seasons, and also the only one left

𝖘𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 is looking to have full control of her powers with just a flick of her wrist

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖗 lets his emotions cloud his potential because of his past

𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖚𝖒𝖓 is the golden boy with a past of love and lies

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𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 @RavenclawRose 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔
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Certainly they could trust that those in power ultimately had the best interests of the people in mind, right? ~~~ Luna slouched low in her seat, staring at droplets of water that ran diagonally down the window of the bus. The sky was a flat, depressing grey and the incessant, soaking rain left her constantly chilled. It was a typical "liquid sunshine" day in the Pacific Northwest. They drove past a single tall scraggly tree on top of a hill shrouded in mist. The creepy tree was full of screaming crows. How could she hear them from inside the bus when she couldn't even seem to hear the voices of the kids around her? Geez, that was an awfully freaking dark image. She shivered and looked away. What did they call a group of crows again? Right, a murder of crows. Perfect. The weather was certainly the only thing that was typical these days, although you'd never know it by looking around the bus at most of the kids as they sat joking and gossiping with each other just like they had before... before that day everything had changed. Idiots.