Hadama arrived with the Mer who had been willing to leave the protection of the Arclight to attend the Festival. The mermanta swam through the Symphony's rushing waters until the reached the strings of lights and sounds of music and murmurs of conversation drifted down through the surface of the great river, drawing them up and into the celebration of remembrance. The smell of autumn foods was welcome as it drifted through the air with sugar and spice and all the flavors of the harvest, and Hadama inhaled appreciatively as he pushed his metallic-steel hair back from his face.
He swam a little ways from his people, seeking a branch overhanging the water from which to hang his lanterns. The glass fishing floats filled with Arclight water that sparked and glowed with each sway of the breeze were well-cared for, two old and one much newer. He hung the ones for his grandfather and younger brother near to each other at the water's edge. The third required legs, as he reached up to place it higher above the river's reach. Feathers dangled from the delicate golden netting that held the spring-green glass, and the shapes of animals and healing herbs had been painted on its exterior in lovingly painstaking detail.
After long moments in prayer, Hadama returned to the water and those Mer who had not yet swum off to hang their own lanterns or find human acquaintances amongst the gathered. "Be polite," he rumbled a gentle reminder toKaiden, slanting an amused emerald glance towards his bitey friend. "And the Fae will bring you what food you ask for."
Hadama has hung a lantern for Ray Lunarium!
He swam a little ways from his people, seeking a branch overhanging the water from which to hang his lanterns. The glass fishing floats filled with Arclight water that sparked and glowed with each sway of the breeze were well-cared for, two old and one much newer. He hung the ones for his grandfather and younger brother near to each other at the water's edge. The third required legs, as he reached up to place it higher above the river's reach. Feathers dangled from the delicate golden netting that held the spring-green glass, and the shapes of animals and healing herbs had been painted on its exterior in lovingly painstaking detail.
After long moments in prayer, Hadama returned to the water and those Mer who had not yet swum off to hang their own lanterns or find human acquaintances amongst the gathered. "Be polite," he rumbled a gentle reminder to
Hadama has hung a lantern for Ray Lunarium!
