Eclectia

She was born between times. It was autumn, and inundation, and a great many other seasons. In some areas they blended together, in others there were visible borders. This wasn't unusal, the town often accumulated weather and climate from many eras. Occasionally they would get two summers at once, and then winter from Russia in the 1920s would slip in and mingle with the spring of ancient Greece. By this time (which was unknown, they had collected many years), the townspeople has broadly mapped out different regions, where certain seasons would stay or drift. The colder ones spanned a great length of the town's centre, south of the main street. The hottest summers took residence on main street inself. Here the clouds would divide as well, always on opposite sides of the fissure.
The fissure in the sky was really the source of it. It was a hole, in different parts of time and obects and weather falling through it weren't uncommon. For this reason the town had no name (for it was the only town they knew of).
Emotions were the worst. Sometimes a cloud of contentment blew in from some warm summer night and the town was giddy for days. There had been epidemics though; of anger and depression. In those times the town rode it out, even though there were dire repercussions. Thankfully, emotions were hard to catch and could be avoided by washing ones hands properly.

Text by Lucie MacAulay