The Summer Sprite longs for freedom.

She wishes for the world beyond the wall of vines. She’s sick of the façade worn by her people.

The Winter Wyvern dreads his exile.

He doesn’t want to be dragged to the front gates of the kingdom. He might not belong here, but it’s the only place he can call home.

The Spring Sylph awaits death.

With spring, comes rebirth. But this year, death comes knocking as well.

And the Autumn Angel seeks revenge.

The wyverns, sprites and sylphs need to pay for their crimes.