[SWE] Festival of Lights - 318 PC

Everest

"It certainly does seem that way." Everest agrees. That might not have been the case if Flora and Jack had remained dead, but as this was a festival for those who hadn't had the luxury of being pulled back from Mort's realm, their murders didn't seem to put too big of a damper on things. Not that Ever could tell, anyway.

Dressed in a rich brown sweater which Isla had jokingly said was made of boyfriend material, the aviator hugged the Remedy close as they strolled, before nodding toward one of the stands selling spiked mulled cider. "The Fae used to make this all the time when Mateo and I were young. Of course, we were never allowed any back then." He murmurs under his breath, a sly smile colouring his words as he orders two glasses. Glancing over Isla's shoulder to see who she was waving to, Ever raises a glass in a friendly hello toward Sunjata before offering the drink to Isla.

"I have not been back here since I was young." Glancing around, the Greatwood was as unfamiliar as it wasn't, though whatever unease the surroundings caused him vanished as his blue gaze drifted back toward Isla, who had an immediate smile blooming on his lips.

even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through