Suffice to say, the God of Day was not a fan of the snow.
He missed the warmth of the sand beneath his hooves and the sun upon his back, missed gazing upon the Mors Desert. He missed gazing out over his lands and seeing nothing but dunes, stretching for miles upon miles, changing shape and form at the will of the wind. The Court he walked through now was a stranger to him, his own personal hell of snow and ice and cold.
It’s time for this Winter to end.
And soon rather than later. Solis enters the Court in a flourish of light, bringing the sun itself back into Solterra. Gold drenches the streets and buildings, melting the snow beneath his hooves. Heat radiates off of his skin in such fervor that if one were to close their eyes, it might feel to them like Summer again.
He stops in the very center, right before the castle, raising his boyish voice to be heard above the wind, booming throughout the Court.
“What’s the matter, doesn’t anybody want to know where all this snow came from? Or how to get rid of it?”
The god tosses his head, his smile as arrogant and easy going as always. He’s indifferent to any anger they might greet him with- he’s the God of Day after all, what could mortals do to him? And more importantly, why should he care?
“I might tell you a little secret... if I feel like it.”
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