It had been many months since the last time. The spirit of warmth had spent many months wondering when his time to leave was going to arrive. Frankly, he was afraid that that time had passed without his notice. However, when he started to see that the sun was up for shorter and shorter, and the leaves on the trees started to fall and the blooms of the flowers shrank, he knew the time was coming. And when the first snowflakes fell, he knew was now. He packed his humble belongings and gave his farewells to his friends and started heading towards the south. At the edge of the forest he faced it. The spirit of winter, the minion of cold. With it's massive size and teeth white as the frozen road behind it's wake, it gazed on the tiny and frail spirit of warmth. The spirit of warmth smiled at the minion like to an old friend as uttered the phrase, "You kept me waiting, didn't you?" The spirits passed each other and the change of the seasons was complete.