“To be sure, King Maekar’s summer was hotter than this one, and near as long. There were fools, even in the Citadel, who took that to mean that the Great Summer had come at last, the summer that never ends, but in the seventh year it broke suddenly, and we had a short autumn and a terrible long winter. Still, the heat was fierce while it lasted. Oldtown steamed and sweltered by day and came alive only by night.
That was a long as a time ago Pycelle,you rambling like an old ass man. Also, how the fuck are the seasons so long? More questions I probably don’t have answers to nor does anyone except the author goddammit.
