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1st of Becoming, 1298 AN

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Warmed in the ashes of the Spring forest Fire, life begins to take root. Those who had hid themselves from Winter show their faces and begin the search for others of their kind to share in the celebration of life. They rejoice in the day, their energy renewed after the long sleep. But as with all things, the sun of the Spring must set and the work must begin. As the extreme heat of Summer takes its turn, the Air feels heavy with responsibility. These are hard days, sowing the fields or hunting in the plains, determined to have enough come next season when the little ones shall be born or hatched. As Summer gives way to Autumn, people are refreshed from their labor by a deep drink of Water. The flora begins to wane and the fauna flourishes. The moon casts a silvery glow over the harvest feast as families rejoice in the success of their planning. Moments are cooler and quieter, with time for dance and artistry. And all too soon, the moon’s watch ends. Winter’s chill overtakes the land, seeping deep into the bone and the root. The Earth endures as the animals scurry into the safety of their homes, miserly counting the remainder of their rations. These meager morsels need to last the season, as the night is darkest just before the dawn.   And the cycle continues.