When you step out onto the surface of this planet, a bright -- very bright -- light hits you. When you look up, you might see a brightly colored ball in the sky. It depends on when you are stepping out and looking at the sky, because chances are that you might see any of the six season spheres out in the sky.
To make it easier for you -- a human reader -- to understand, the sphere above your head is one of the six suns that surround UnEarth. Each sun is of a different and unique color. These season spheres have been known by many names over the period of UnEarths existence.
But the name that stuck was, “SonS”. These are the six SonS of Planet UnEarth.
Imagine a Rubik's Cube. It has six different colored sides. All of those sides are on a different plane and the cannot interact with each other. If you stand on a Rubik's cube, you can see only one color below your feet. You will not be able to see the remaining five. Now imagine that you are standing on the surface of UnEarth -- which is round -- about above you is one of the season spheres. These six season spheres don't really get along that well with each other. So to speak.
There is a legend amongst the Grizzly Barks -- one of the species that inhabits UnEarth -- that the SonS are always revolving around their father, the UnEarth. (But Grizzly Barks are known far and wide to be rather highly egoistic and arrogant creatures, so it is safe to say that they will obviously assume that the UnEarth, is bigger than the SonS that surround it.) But they do have one thing right, these SonS do revolve around UnEarth.
Every one of the SonS have a different property, a different color, different stories surrounding them and different effects on UnEarth's surface. But the most startling thing about the SonS is that each one of them brings about a different season on to the area that it currently in. In human language, it's area of influence.
There are no days on the Planet UnEarth. Only seasons.
Whivel the White SonS It’s the brightest of the SonS. It also gives out the brightest element of all the SonS.
When you have the White SonS on your head, you will be cold. (In case you are getting confused, "SonS" is a plural as well as a singular word.)
Very cold indeed. Because out of the sky above you will come a plethora of various forms of snow. It can hit you hard in the form of hail. It can caress your cheek in the form of soft snow flakes. Or it can knock you off your feet with a horizontal snow storm. The surface is filled with thick snow in a matter of minutes when Whivel rises. There have been many names for the White SonS. But, the name that stuck was... Whivel.
Yazlow is a Moody one. When you see this SonS, it gets hot but you never know how hot. Sometimes it's extremely hot. Sometimes it's bearable. Sometimes it's just right and sometimes it's very wrong. The heat i mean. Yazlow is a Moody little bugger. The temperature variations are so much and so rapid that a human body would not be able to cope with the changes. Imagine a fruit being heated in a microwave then cooled, then heated again about a 100 times all in under 5 minutes. That's how Moody Yazlow is.
It is moodier than a PMSing female human.
You like rain? Really?
Step out when Bloo is out and you will not only get rain, but you will get an exclusive drowning experience. Bloo has this ability to raise the levels of the water holes on UnEarth. The water somehow starts expanding uncontrollably and overflows all across Bloo's influence area and sometimes even into the neighboring SonS' influence area. Not to mention the water that comes from high above. Bloo gets upset sometimes and sends so much water that you will feel like you are living underwater. And there is no saying how much pressure the water will inflict upon your body.
Glin is the most welcomed of all the SonS.
When Glin rises, life happens. From every conceivable corner of it's area of influence, life blossoms. Glin gives out a life force that allows rapid cell growth. The rate of growth multiplies and every living creature's metabolism speeds up. Glin acts as a catalyst and influences everything living. It spreads uncontrollable excitement and causes life-forms to multiply with speed.
But then, sometimes, too much life can be harmful too.
If Glin is the accelerator of life, Blace is the decelerator.
Blace is the one SonS that is feared by all. Everyone awaits the arrival of the season of Blace so that they can get over with it as soon as possible. If one is going to face Death for sure, isn't it better to face it as soon as possible instead of waiting for it? When the black light from Blace falls on an area, the decomposition rate shoots up. Death dances like Michael Jackson on everything that comes in Blace's influence area. If you have been to a place that you found gloomy, then Blace zone is a million times gloomier that that. Blace doesn't strike you with speed, it tortures you slowly. You lose hope first and then your body starts losing hope too. Along with it, it starts loosing on life. Nobody likes Blace but it is there none the less.
UnEarth is a cursed planet.
Yet, creatures have evolved and found ingenious ways to survive on it.
Cheers!
- The Creator
To make it easier for you -- a human reader -- to understand, the sphere above your head is one of the six suns that surround UnEarth. Each sun is of a different and unique color. These season spheres have been known by many names over the period of UnEarths existence.
But the name that stuck was, “SonS”. These are the six SonS of Planet UnEarth.
Imagine a Rubik's Cube. It has six different colored sides. All of those sides are on a different plane and the cannot interact with each other. If you stand on a Rubik's cube, you can see only one color below your feet. You will not be able to see the remaining five. Now imagine that you are standing on the surface of UnEarth -- which is round -- about above you is one of the season spheres. These six season spheres don't really get along that well with each other. So to speak.
There is a legend amongst the Grizzly Barks -- one of the species that inhabits UnEarth -- that the SonS are always revolving around their father, the UnEarth. (But Grizzly Barks are known far and wide to be rather highly egoistic and arrogant creatures, so it is safe to say that they will obviously assume that the UnEarth, is bigger than the SonS that surround it.) But they do have one thing right, these SonS do revolve around UnEarth.
Every one of the SonS have a different property, a different color, different stories surrounding them and different effects on UnEarth's surface. But the most startling thing about the SonS is that each one of them brings about a different season on to the area that it currently in. In human language, it's area of influence.
There are no days on the Planet UnEarth. Only seasons.
Whivel, The White
When you have the White SonS on your head, you will be cold. (In case you are getting confused, "SonS" is a plural as well as a singular word.)
Very cold indeed. Because out of the sky above you will come a plethora of various forms of snow. It can hit you hard in the form of hail. It can caress your cheek in the form of soft snow flakes. Or it can knock you off your feet with a horizontal snow storm. The surface is filled with thick snow in a matter of minutes when Whivel rises. There have been many names for the White SonS. But, the name that stuck was... Whivel.
Rote, The Red
First it gets hot. Then it gets very hot. Not only does it get hot, it starts burning. If you step out when the Rote is upon your head, you get barbecued like those chicken that you like to roast and eat so much every chance you get. There is no saying where the fire comes from or how it keeps burning when the Rote is in action. It comes from every direction. It seems like the air itself has caught fire.
Rote is unforgiving. And Hot.
Rote is unforgiving. And Hot.
Yazlow, the Yellow
Yazlow is a Moody one. When you see this SonS, it gets hot but you never know how hot. Sometimes it's extremely hot. Sometimes it's bearable. Sometimes it's just right and sometimes it's very wrong. The heat i mean. Yazlow is a Moody little bugger. The temperature variations are so much and so rapid that a human body would not be able to cope with the changes. Imagine a fruit being heated in a microwave then cooled, then heated again about a 100 times all in under 5 minutes. That's how Moody Yazlow is.
It is moodier than a PMSing female human.
Bloo, the Blue
You like rain? Really?
Step out when Bloo is out and you will not only get rain, but you will get an exclusive drowning experience. Bloo has this ability to raise the levels of the water holes on UnEarth. The water somehow starts expanding uncontrollably and overflows all across Bloo's influence area and sometimes even into the neighboring SonS' influence area. Not to mention the water that comes from high above. Bloo gets upset sometimes and sends so much water that you will feel like you are living underwater. And there is no saying how much pressure the water will inflict upon your body.
Glin, the Green
Glin is the most welcomed of all the SonS.
When Glin rises, life happens. From every conceivable corner of it's area of influence, life blossoms. Glin gives out a life force that allows rapid cell growth. The rate of growth multiplies and every living creature's metabolism speeds up. Glin acts as a catalyst and influences everything living. It spreads uncontrollable excitement and causes life-forms to multiply with speed.
But then, sometimes, too much life can be harmful too.
Blace, the Black
If Glin is the accelerator of life, Blace is the decelerator.
Blace is the one SonS that is feared by all. Everyone awaits the arrival of the season of Blace so that they can get over with it as soon as possible. If one is going to face Death for sure, isn't it better to face it as soon as possible instead of waiting for it? When the black light from Blace falls on an area, the decomposition rate shoots up. Death dances like Michael Jackson on everything that comes in Blace's influence area. If you have been to a place that you found gloomy, then Blace zone is a million times gloomier that that. Blace doesn't strike you with speed, it tortures you slowly. You lose hope first and then your body starts losing hope too. Along with it, it starts loosing on life. Nobody likes Blace but it is there none the less.
UnEarth is a cursed planet.
Yet, creatures have evolved and found ingenious ways to survive on it.
Cheers!
- The Creator
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