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Over the course of the first day of the week of the solstice, Senasi Gardens had undergone a transformation. The normally peaceful and untouched greenery had filled with busy workers from the ministry of culture and tradition, as well as volunteers and entertainers from across the island. Lanterns had been hung in the trees, and decorative colourful lights hung over pathways. Carnival stalls ranging from fortune tellers, to food sellers, to rides had been set up lining the roads and the clearings. Onlookers from the city came to excitably watch as the largest carnival on the island was formed - stretching across the entirety of the gardens, with the exception of the walled-off palace enclosure, as well as the surrounding streets.
As the day wore on into evening, the beauty and excitement reached a peak. The lanterns and lights were lit, casting Senasi Gardens in a rainbow of luminance, and stalls began to open. Soon, the smells of traditional Losenji food, as well as cotton candy and other confectionery began to waft throughout the area. Music from performers and from rides filled the air with a concert of noise, and before long it was joined by the noisy sounds of the arriving crowds.
The Festival of Spirits had come to Tianshi City in full force.
The gardens were a walk of about an hour from the docks, and the journey from the Golden Phoenix guild hall had been almost as colourful as the carnival itself. Many onlookers, as ever, turned to watch as Tugark passed - but perhaps less so than they might have another time. The city had many visitors at this time of year from all across Valore, of all shapes and sizes.
The stars had come out in force for the night, clearly visible in the sky despite the bright lights of the festival. Crowds of masked men and women passed by Tugark and Blink in the street.
When they reached the gardens, Blink leaned down from Tugark's shoulders, grinning, "Well, here it is!" he announced, "We ought to go and get ourselves masks before things get too busy." Blink's words seemed to be a little late considering the crowds that already filled the pathways within and the roads around the gardens. "There'll be a dozen different stands selling them around here somewhere, and if we don't have them we'll stand out ... even more than already."
Over the course of the first day of the week of the solstice, Senasi Gardens had undergone a transformation. The normally peaceful and untouched greenery had filled with busy workers from the ministry of culture and tradition, as well as volunteers and entertainers from across the island. Lanterns had been hung in the trees, and decorative colourful lights hung over pathways. Carnival stalls ranging from fortune tellers, to food sellers, to rides had been set up lining the roads and the clearings. Onlookers from the city came to excitably watch as the largest carnival on the island was formed - stretching across the entirety of the gardens, with the exception of the walled-off palace enclosure, as well as the surrounding streets.
As the day wore on into evening, the beauty and excitement reached a peak. The lanterns and lights were lit, casting Senasi Gardens in a rainbow of luminance, and stalls began to open. Soon, the smells of traditional Losenji food, as well as cotton candy and other confectionery began to waft throughout the area. Music from performers and from rides filled the air with a concert of noise, and before long it was joined by the noisy sounds of the arriving crowds.
The Festival of Spirits had come to Tianshi City in full force.
The gardens were a walk of about an hour from the docks, and the journey from the Golden Phoenix guild hall had been almost as colourful as the carnival itself. Many onlookers, as ever, turned to watch as Tugark passed - but perhaps less so than they might have another time. The city had many visitors at this time of year from all across Valore, of all shapes and sizes.
The stars had come out in force for the night, clearly visible in the sky despite the bright lights of the festival. Crowds of masked men and women passed by Tugark and Blink in the street.
When they reached the gardens, Blink leaned down from Tugark's shoulders, grinning, "Well, here it is!" he announced, "We ought to go and get ourselves masks before things get too busy." Blink's words seemed to be a little late considering the crowds that already filled the pathways within and the roads around the gardens. "There'll be a dozen different stands selling them around here somewhere, and if we don't have them we'll stand out ... even more than already."
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