Primrose was a Purple Mountain Norn with a red tint. She was quiet, thoughtful, and always a joy to have around. She stayed with the group as they traveled around Albia, but usually sat down to admire the world, rather than chatter on with the rest. Its not that she did'nt enjoy Albian gossip, its just that one could only take so many talks on who was KISS-POPPING whom. She found observing much more fun. This is when she noticed something.

"I remember that book COB the hand brought me for Christmas" she said to her sister, Gypsy.

"Yeah, so?" Gypsy said, trying to line up an Albian Carrot Beetle for kick off.

"Well, it showed pictures of stuff, coming from the sky."

"You mean Cloud Butterfly Larvae?" Gypsy assumed bringing her foot back.

"No, this stuff was..like water."

"Water? From the sky? You need to lay off the hootch Prim". Gyspy said, kicking the Carrot Beetle so hard it flew all the way to the lemon vines.

"I'm serious, and in one picture, leaves were all over the ground! They were'nt green either, they were red and orange and gold!" Primrose said with excitement in her voice.

"Primrose, grow up." laughed Gypsy, running to catch the Beetle for another kick.

"Uh...Hand" Primrose spoke to that odd hovering above her, he seemed pretty smart.

"Yes?" The Hand asked, with a voice that came from nowhere.

"I was wondering if leaves have ever been on the ground in Albia, and has rain ever fallen from the sky?" Primrose asked.

"No, but there are planets where such things occur. Why do you ask?"

"Can we have such things?"

"Dear little norn, why do you want seasons? Isn't life grand just sitting in the warmth of year-long Spring? Never getting the sniffles from rain, or tripping over piles of leaves?" The Hand inquired.

"I'd love to feel water pn my back, and jump in piles of leaves!" said Primrose, ever the optimist.

The Hand sighed "I'll think about it Prim, I'll think about it."

The Hand was puzzled, he did'nt want to upset little Primrose, but how to grant her wish?

To Be Continued....