Nov 05, 2009 12:40
[Arthas has been relatively quiet since his arrival, but he's since grown comfortable with the general community enough to strike up a bit of conversation. Perhaps it is to take his mind off the many things he knows he will be facing when and if he ever returns to Lordaeron.]
With the passing of Hallow's End, we begin to enter the final month of the Harvest. In my Kingdom, we stored grain away for the coming winter, when crops would not be as plentiful as they once were. Hallow's End signified the time where one would rid themselves of anything they did not wish to carry on their minds into the time of reflection that a quiet winter brings.
Tradition, as I see it here, is not quite the same as that in Tirisfal and Lordaeron. In fact, it seems the festival has evolved into something a bit more commercial and youth oriented. This, I find...interesting.
[Lightly irritated]
I trust not all worlds transfigure a person into some alternate form, either.
Somarium, how do you and your's handle the changing of seasons, to go from a bright, colorful autumn to a soft, monochrome winter?
the prince hath spoken,
hallow's end,
shh he's trying to think here,
seasons