It's that time again.
[Spring's time has drawn to its end; its annual duties have concluded. Today is the day to awaken the Summer.]
[The Oracle of Seasons makes her way to the center of Hyrule Field. Hyrule has no Temple of Seasons, but she finds the field suitable to her work. It is bright, and open, and lets her commune with the spirits perfectly well.]
[A long scarlet ribbon is in each of her hands as she assumes the starting position. The Blessing of Warmth, and then the Blessing of the Seasons. It won't be an immediate disappearance of Spring, but the dances will remind Summer that he is due. Spring and Autumn are female and Summer and Winter are male; why this is, she's never known, but she knows it all the same.]
[There is no music; the cue comes inside Din's own head. She stands completely still until she knows it's time to begin, then begins to dance her Blessings. They start slowly, her feet mapping out patterns on the frosted grass, but as the dancing goes on she speeds up.]
[The ribbons in her hands rise up of their own accord and seem to burn. Din the dancing girl, she who laughs readily and smiles much, is gone; the woman in her place is serious, almost stern. As the dance goes on, the change becomes more pronounced. Evoking the seasonal Blessing reveals her true form, and the exceptionally beautiful woman now instead resembles a very feminine human flame. Fruit begins to appear on many of the nearby trees, youngling fruit that will grow strong and heavy in time, and the bushes begin to dot with berries.]
Now end the mornings kissed with dew
Now shall come the gifts of life
Sing for us your warming song
Spirits of Summer!
[The Oracle of Seasons makes her way to the center of Hyrule Field. Hyrule has no Temple of Seasons, but she finds the field suitable to her work. It is bright, and open, and lets her commune with the spirits perfectly well.]
[A long scarlet ribbon is in each of her hands as she assumes the starting position. The Blessing of Warmth, and then the Blessing of the Seasons. It won't be an immediate disappearance of Spring, but the dances will remind Summer that he is due. Spring and Autumn are female and Summer and Winter are male; why this is, she's never known, but she knows it all the same.]
[There is no music; the cue comes inside Din's own head. She stands completely still until she knows it's time to begin, then begins to dance her Blessings. They start slowly, her feet mapping out patterns on the frosted grass, but as the dancing goes on she speeds up.]
[The ribbons in her hands rise up of their own accord and seem to burn. Din the dancing girl, she who laughs readily and smiles much, is gone; the woman in her place is serious, almost stern. As the dance goes on, the change becomes more pronounced. Evoking the seasonal Blessing reveals her true form, and the exceptionally beautiful woman now instead resembles a very feminine human flame. Fruit begins to appear on many of the nearby trees, youngling fruit that will grow strong and heavy in time, and the bushes begin to dot with berries.]
Now end the mornings kissed with dew
Now shall come the gifts of life
Sing for us your warming song
Spirits of Summer!