When Spring passed Winter, it turned around, so that it could face the other for a while. Spring stated tauntingly: "I am rebuilding everything that you couldn't destroy."
The Winter knew of its difference. It has been around for as long as people could remember, just as heavy with experience as the earth. It was not as fiery as Summer or as wistful as Autumn, but with all the calm it could muster, winter replied:
"There's good - even in me. The cold makes you long for warmth. The negative makes you long for positivity. I am the memory they can't taste, but remember. You have to learn that the past is like a gun, always ready to shoot, and the outcome is uncertain, but that is the advantage of the unknown - you can only be hopeful."
Spring felt upset with that statement and spitefully spit out:
"People crawl beyond their hopes and dreams, they leave them behind with you. They try with you. They start anew with me. A hopeful tomorrow a billion times over. What good is there in trying?"
Winter knew that Spring's view was biased. It spoke up:
"You see, that's the tragedy of trying - the first touch is the coldest, but you get used to it. Seconds age and years are born out of it. There is an end to misery."

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