I met a girl called summer, her eyes glistened in the light and her hair was as hot as scorching lava. Whenever she spoke pettles tumbled out of her mouth like a rainbow waterfall

i met a king called midnight, he covered his kingdom in darkness and cried out tears of jet black oil. His old, rough fingers turned everything into a gloomy mess

i met a woman called lion, her skin was as soft as a polished rock and her mane covered her neck. She was protective and loving for her family

I met a boy called fire, his eyes blazed as bright like torch at night and his anger controlled the fury of the fire getting bigger Every second

I met a man called storm, his body was hollow and his eyes where grey, his head burned like a campfire and his hands melted anything he touched

I met a princess called frost, she had hands full of snow and clothes as hard as mountains. She cried out long, sharp ice shards what will impales your hand in seconds