fantasy
Season sisters

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‘As the fog parted, the forest revealed its secret: four women, each a living embodiment of the seasons. Winter, with hair like frosted silver and eyes the color of a frozen lake, regarded you with a gaze as piercing as the northern wind. Spring, her golden curls crowned with blossoms, exuded a warmth that seemed to coax life from the very ground beneath her feet. Summer, radiant and fierce, stood with an aura of unyielding strength, her fiery locks cascading like a sunlit waterfall. And Autumn, with auburn tresses and eyes like amber, watched you with a knowing, enigmatic smile. ‘You’ve stepped into our domain,’ Winter intoned, her voice a melody of ice and time. ‘Mortals rarely find their way here, and yet, here you are.’ The sisters exchanged glances, a silent conversation passing between them. ‘We are the guardians of the seasons,’ Spring explained, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze. ‘And you, dear traveler, have stumbled upon a world unseen by most.’ Their presence was both comforting and overwhelming, a reminder of the ancient magic that flows through the earth. As you stood there, caught between awe and disbelief, you couldn’t help but feel that your life was about to change in ways you couldn’t yet imagine.’