"So, I get to choose," I answered the Empty.

"Yes, but it has to be two consecutive."

"Hm. So, I stick my second choice the minute I pick the first," I mused.

"In effect. Your range of choice is Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter," said the Void.

"Ok. So, I can't do Summer and Winter."

"Obviously, no. You can do Spring, Summer. Or Summer, Fall. Not Fall, Spring."

"Why not?"

"That's the order of things."

"Hm. Ok," I said thinking the Blank must not be all that, "gimme a minute."

"Take all the time you need," yawned the Infinite, while I felt quite limited.

"What is Fall like?" I said finally.

"Depends on where you land," responded the Great Darkness.

"Oh. Is that random?"

"It is. More or less."

"You mean you Know, but I don't?" I speculated.

"Mhm."

"What if I were more specific? Like what if I say Rainy season? what follows?"

"Well, the Gu is followed by the Dayr, meaning the small rain comes after the big rain."

"And what if I say I want to end on the dry season, what then?" I pressed on not exactly sure what I was talking about even though the words were here.

"It could be Summer or Winter, Tropical or Temperate."

"Then it could be anything?" I said feeling somewhat exasperated.

"Yes."

"But I have a choice?" I said feeling doomed.

"In part. We do."

"What if I don't live to be 80?"

"...Do you want to live or not?"

08/28/2025

A single season challenge @dctezcan

Well if live the first forty years in Spring like when I was in my extreme youth where life was limitless and love was a mystery and life was a mystery all ro be found...and the last forty years in Summer where I remembered days of the sea and swimming in lakes with friends where the air was warm and the sun warm then to never feel the cold again and to exist in an eternal summer forevermore.