A fierce leader, the Sheriff who protects her people-who has allowed them to prosper, even in the eyes of those from other Houses. Power, a skill taught to Summer a long, long time ago-a weapon she knows well how to wield.Īnd she does wield it in a very particular way, here in Owl House. Opportunity leads to victory, and victory to power. Time, to Summer, means opportunity schedules to adhere to, deadlines to meet. Time has taken on a new meaning since the old world Ended and this new one sprung forth from its remains. And there is a cruelness carried on the Winds, a Sickness that Summer would wish on no one, not even her worst enemies, that even reaches inside the remnants of the city from time to time.īut the Winds are rare here, the Sickness rarer still the sun goes down like clockwork, even now and the air tastes fresh in a way that it hasn’t in weeks. The sun can cook a person from the inside out when it rages just so. The acid rains are temperamental at best, spontaneous and brutal at worst. Only once the brutal sun dips below the horizon each day does she dare expose so much of her body to the elements. She’s cuffed her plaid sleeves up to her elbows. The air is heavy against Summer’s skin in the dark. THE STREETS IN THE territory of Owl House are safe at night. GET A FREE SHORT STORY AND BE THE FIRST TO HEAR ABOUT NEW RELEASESĮnjoy this episode? You can make a big difference! Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.
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