The Drama Queen
September wasted no time in moving forward with her mission. She cranked up the heat, laid a blanket of thick, hot air over the fields and dialed up the yellows along the roadsides. Few noticed, given the haze, but she painted a glaze of deep olive over the trees’ emerald leaves as well.
Then she left her work in the northlands to haul mammoth rainclouds over the regions to the south. It was heavy work; but she was just beginning. Her intention was to give the mortals an autumn to remember and she planned to do exactly that.
The mortals had grown complacent over the summer. Now was the time to awaken them, whatever it took. She had met with the Winter Council and knew their plans. She had to remind the humans that nature has its extremes.
And so she would. Hers would be a work of grand drama, the likes of which the mortals had not seen in a long while. In the end, she would leave them with hearts awakened with new awe for nature’s majesty, beauty and power, and with minds aware that they must prepare, for Winter is just a few weeks away.
“It could be a hard one,” they will say to one another. “We’d better put in some extra stock.” And September, the drama queen, will smile, knowing she’s done her job.
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