|The Festivities Continue! |
You find yourself in the midst of the festivities. The darkness of the season has been long and grueling, and suddenly, you find there is light everywhere, chasing away the darkness from every nook and cranny. Quite a few people are clad in ceremonial robes; music and laughter can be heard all around. Walking down the street, you marvel that it had been empty less than a few days ago. Stands are set up left and right, some selling food, others selling trinkets and merchandise. Your attention is caught by one particular area - one of the merchants is allowing some of the children to test some of his wares. Fireworks, and lots of them! All different colors and sizes Carefully attended by their parents, their eyes literally light up as their fireworks take flight.
Lost in fascination, you fail to notice someone has stopped beside you. You feel a nudge and turn to investigate. A tall man stands next to you, a grin plastered on his face.
The stranger is looking at a different stand, close to where you’re both standing. Other children were attempting to catch fish with paper nets.
“Fancy winning that game, hey? Catching fish in paper; it seems impossible. There’s a trick to catching them, but hey, don’t look at me. I don’t know it.”
The man smiles, “I’m Dion.” He notices your slightly lost and overwhelmed look, “You know, those fish, koi fish, there’s a legend about them. If a hundred year old koi can swim up a waterfall, it becomes a dragon. Cool, huh? I’ve always wondered what it would be like to fly as a dragon.” He chuckles.
“You’ve never been to the Festival of Light, have you?” He starts to walk away, and waves his arm for you to follow.
You feel something brush the top of your head. Looking up, you see a feathered mask floating in the air. It seemed to be fluttering by, held by nothing. You look back to Dion.
"Those masks you see floating about... don't you know who they're made after? No? You silly egg, the Guardian! That's who! Ah, well, never mind that, why don't we go join in the rest of the festivities?"
You promptly catch up to the man. He looks at you, noticing your curious look as you see shining paper lanterns hovering in the air.
"Gosh, you don't know what the lanterns are for, either? Wherever you came from must have surely been bleak. They cheer the Guardian up each Darklight; all the lights do!"
He can see your dumbfounded look. Dion chuckles again, leading you to the festival center. There is an enormous fire built in the center of the festival. There are dancers wearing masks – the same that had hit your head – performing alongside giant paper dragons. Dion sits on a cobblestone bench, patting the seat beside him.
"You really don't know much about these festivities, do you? Tourists... no worries. Just sit back and enjoy the party."
You sit next to Dion. You notice the lanterns and candles shimmering in a gold dust. As one floats by your head you reach up. Your fingers brush the bottom of the lantern, the gold dust swirling around your fingers. You look to Dion for an explanation.
"It's magic." He grinned. "Rumored to come from the Guardian himself." You look back at the dancers. The paper dragons are swirling around, almost like they are flying.
Dion stands up. You look up to him, "Now you enjoy the festival. I have to go." He smiled. As he walks away, he waves goodbye with two fingers. "You should come back next year." As he waves, you see golden dust swirling around his fingers.
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