winter, spring, summer, fall

"Well, not my favorite enforcer. You couldn't be!"

"Not in this lifetime," Minoth agrees, easily. "I'll never be your sternest stuff."

She has Jin for that. She'll always have Jin for that. And Minoth doesn't mind.

Fall balances, bridges, between summer and winter, just as spring springs her loveliest step. But summer and winter hold onto each other like the sun holds onto the moon. No easier said than done. It's Jin and Lora, forever.

Haze and Minoth stand here, by, keeping the peace.