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letters locked in a cycle of everything - spring/summer edition

by chrysanthemumcentury


dear winter,

as i come in leave of you, and my dreary rainstorms overpower the everglowing white, i can't help but ponder you. see, my lovely insect and avian friends mock you, but i find you so beautiful. i can never fathom what impudent minds craft in their realities. i only know the blooms of daisies and the songs of the robins. never the pestilince nor the owls, only the beautiful and the butterflies. i find myself in this state of semi-eternal cold, but oddly enough my heart thaws enough to be touched.

your ever-growing friend,

spring.

-

dear summer,

though i leave my flowers to you, the rain will only dampen you, so i shall keep it. you are forever my ray of sunshine who brightens between these dull mornings. even though you'll evaporate my dewdrops, i feel at peace with it. beauty is fleeting-- and so am i. maybe we shall one day become one- bright and sunny, warm but dreary, beautiful yet fleeting. maybe one day we can find eachother.

your forever-blooming sister,

spring.

-

Dear Spring,

In leave of you, I hold the sand between my fingertips and dry out all your rain. The laughter of children and overwhelming warmth guides me as I walk through fields of hibiscus and sunflowers. I yearn for you, yes, but as you have said, beauty is fleeting. You are fleeting. We both know that we aren't for eternity, but isn't that what makes us special? Regardless, I thank you for leaving me these insects and animals in good health. I thank you for never losing hope.

Your sunshine abundant sister,

Summer.

-

Dear Autumn,

As I watch you paint my lush greens into burning reds while the wind picks up and cools down the blazing humid air, my heart is split. My very exisistence is to warm, and you cool everything down. Sometimes I wonder if you had laid my sand somewhere else in place of rock and dirt. Anyway, I hope the ghosts that haunt your heart return to their tombs so you can have a peaceful season.

Your friend in scorching heat,

Summer.


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Mon Aug 12, 2024 7:16 pm
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Hi @chrisanthemumcentury! AnotherCrowInRow here, with a quick review!

I like the idea of ​​this work - individual seasons send each other some kind of messages, assuring the others that they like them and that they see something special in them. During the first reading, I didn't notice that the letters only change between the three seasons, so I was a bit confused towards the end, but after the second reading, everything clicked for me (although I would have liked to see the letters from Autumn or Winter, not only from Spring and Summer).
I like the style in which individual letters are written - even if I don't see the address, it's clear to me who the letter is intended for and who wrote it. Some of my favorite excerpts are:

dear winter,
as i come in leave of you, and my dreary rainstorms overpower the everglowing white, i can't help but ponder you. see, my lovely insect and avian friends mock you, but i find you so beautiful.


Anyway, I hope the ghosts that haunt your heart return to their tombs so you can have a peaceful season.


i can never fathom what impudent minds craft in their realities. i only know the blooms of daisies and the songs of the robins. never the pestilince nor the owls, only the beautiful and the butterflies.




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Mon Aug 12, 2024 4:50 am
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hello hello, I hope you dont mind me popping in with a quick review. I apologize that this will be a short review. However, I hope it can brighten your day nonetheless. With all the preface out of the way, let's get into it, shall we?

Overall I deeply enjoyed this piece it was short but packed a solid story in there. You get a lot of character just from how the seasons talk about each other. From winter being both a bringer of sickness and a cold beauty to spring being a person who seems to see in the good in everything. You did a great job turning these abstract seasons into real people.

I feel like this could make for a very interesting book premise, a series of maidens who only communicate by notes left to each other when they bring in their season. ( It's a tempting thing to kind of steal and think about sorry!) I also enjoyed the small things like summer capitalizing their I's whereas spring doesn't. To me, it gives the vibe of the younger sister who looks up and deeply cares about the older one.

I also love the word choice in the first letter it makes winter sound regal.

Now moving on to where feedback would normally go. However, I couldn't find anything to mention here once I realized the capitalization was meant to be stylistic. (I still love that little detail. )

Instead, I think I will put my closing thoughts here instead.

I loved this piece it had a lot of story to tell and a great energy to it. This sparked up ideas for stories so I think that's a good sign of how well done the idea is. ( I hope you don't mind me possibly drawing on it in a short story or novella )

As always, keep writing and remember to drink water!





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