Post by Pa'landri on Jun 23, 2014 0:12:50 GMT 1
The Awakening Festival, as celebrated in few populated cities of Thorion County, is rarely experienced by any being who does not originate from these remote and frozen parts of the land. Skaeya especially; Though this flying city above the clouds are not normally shy about letting the strangers who journey this far north inside their gates, during these three days when the celebration of the High Goddess' takes place, no one may enter but the ones who are capable of proving their citizenship. This is by the order of House Thorion, though no one knows quite knows why that is, neither do they dare to question.
But for those who do get the rare opportunity to spend the festival in the sky, it is a most pleasant one. It is no less grand than the ones thrown by rivaling counties', yet it is infinitely less loud and uncontrolled. Soft music plays in the wind, seemingly originating out of thin air, white banners flows in sync with the rythm, and creamy pastries are distributed to anyone and everyone who may desire a bite.
Time seems to slow down to the extent where not a soul notices the sun slowly sinking down other the horizon.
But for those who do get the rare opportunity to spend the festival in the sky, it is a most pleasant one. It is no less grand than the ones thrown by rivaling counties', yet it is infinitely less loud and uncontrolled. Soft music plays in the wind, seemingly originating out of thin air, white banners flows in sync with the rythm, and creamy pastries are distributed to anyone and everyone who may desire a bite.
Time seems to slow down to the extent where not a soul notices the sun slowly sinking down other the horizon.
