Changing Of Seasons Novels & Stories

After the Sun shining season comes the moon shining; a season of abundance. The moon shining is the best season we have every complete moon cycle (an incomplete moon cycle only have five seasons; the season being the moon wheeling). The third season is the moon falling; a season of perpetual day heat, and unsteady rainfall. A season that best suits the hunters. The fourth season is the Moon wheeling; this season is the season of perpetual rain. It's the opposite of the sun shining season. The moon wheeling doesn't appear after every ten complete moon cycles. It seizes for a moon cycle after every ten years.

Each season has a special power. Spring is equal to the strength of the wind. But even more powerful like a tornado. Then Winter, the season that has the same power as water, the mighty power of ice perfecting water. Autumn belongs to the power of the earth. This tremendous power can create an earthquake. Last summer, the fire generated by this force could heat volcanic lava.

He didn't need Samson throwing him a second time. Mark focused on the landscape instead. The leaves were all brilliant reds, oranges, and yellows, and the smell of autumn filled the air. He inhaled, finding that the scent centered him. Leaves crunched under the horses' hooves with each step. Before long, the trees would shed their leaves entirely, and they would enter the rainy season. And by then, Abby would be long gone.

Now he had a chance to find out first hand what it was like. ‘Wow, it’s hard to tell in a few words really. It’s different.’ Evie thought hard about how to describe the difference. ‘The climate is different. It differs in various parts of the Earth. We have seasons: winter, summer, spring, and autumn. Spring is wonderful. There are new leaves and flowers, everything wakes up to life, the colors are so fresh and vivid. Most parts of the planet are not as hot as Sirius and it is really cold on both poles. A lot colder than here in the mountains.’ Ethan looked at Evie’s radiant face with fascination. She became quite excited and her voice enthusiastic.

August becomes September without announcement. The city shifts. Not dramatically. New York does not do dramatic seasonal transitions. It does gradual ones, the heat becoming less absolute, the light arriving at a different angle, and the specific quality of September mornings that are cooler than August mornings by exactly enough to notice. The summer that felt permanent reveals itself as provisional, the way all summers do, and the city adjusts without complaint because the city has been doing this for four hundred years and has learned that adjustment is simply what living things do.

Major step up from her usual losers. As summer ended, the cops slapped a "Cold Case" sticker over Terry's death and we moved on with our lives. Autumn was a new experience for Lana, and I frequently caught her standing beside the tall oak tree in her garden, staring up at the red, orange and yellow leaves in wonder. Then came winter, and it was incredible watching her elation at the smallest things that I'd taken for granted for years. "You're going to freeze like that," I teased Lana as she stood trying to catch snowflakes with her tongue.

She's a family to me. "I'm doing good. I finally moved on!" a deep sigh escaped my lips as I glanced at the surroundings. It was autumn. The maple leaves were changing in color. Our state, Vermont, had the largest growing maple trees. They changed colors around mid-September and continued changing through October. The shades of fiery red and golden yellow were dancing in the wind on top of the mountains.

“I see it. And I don't get bored of it. The people love to put on a show for outsiders whenever they come. Look at that.” Odessa looked in the direction of Sunitra’s fingers. “Oh. My. Shivering Whiskers! Are those…Four seasons at the same time?” Odessa shrieked. “Yes. Whenever the kingdom needed a different season, the Fae of seasons would be called upon. Didn't you think it was weird to feel warm and breezy while the sun was blazing hot in the sky?” Now that Sunitra mentioned it, Odessa finally noticed something weird with the atmosphere.

At this moment, all Ashley's sulk vanished into thin air. Then Ashley heard him say, "Now--" She raised her eyes. Jacob bent lips, laughing like a tempting devil. "Do you remember who I am?" *** With heavy rain, the season changed from summer to autumn, the dryness in the air dispersed a little bit, a little wet. With the withering of the leaves, the temperature dropped suddenly, ushering in a new year. The cold wave swept through and the cold air hit on a large scale. Different from the coldness in the north, the winter in the south was wet and cold, no matter how thick it was, it seemed to be able to drill into the body along the pores and infiltrate into the bone marrow from any corner.

Sierra’s P.O.V The wind blew calmly around me as I started to notice the change in the leaf color. Autumn was close. It feels like an eternity since winter was here mostly because I slept through winter and spring last year. Imagine how it would feel going to sleep and waking up when you’re a year older. Not as in sleeping through your birthday but sleeping through a whole year.