There were far too many lanterns this year, but a season of healing had taken some of the sting from the nightmarish time spent striving against the Family. Even so, two of the lanterns brought by the starlit demigod carried the sorrow of such passings. A glass squid lantern was hung within the waters of a chilly stream for Nysadeia, its insides glowing with water brought from the Arclight and filled with bioluminescent plankton. A separate lantern, with silver metal and playful stars beneath a dancing moon honored Seren.
Hadama paced the edges of the gathering in a flowing hanfu in black and navy, speckled with silver stars. He paused to hang his third lantern a little ways off from the rest, in a quiet place with remnants of greenery still clinging to life: it was simpler than the others, with sides of paper pressed from medicinal herbs. The light within was faint but bravely glowing, a beacon in the night for Ray Lunaria.
The final lantern he kept close, unwilling to relinquish it as tradition demanded. Crafted in green and gold, with motifs of sun and wind aglow from within, he carried it with him as he moved closer to the festivities and the familiar faces he found among them. He nodded greeting to those he knew, quiet and even more subdued than usual as he partook in the full solemnity of the night.
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Hadama paced the edges of the gathering in a flowing hanfu in black and navy, speckled with silver stars. He paused to hang his third lantern a little ways off from the rest, in a quiet place with remnants of greenery still clinging to life: it was simpler than the others, with sides of paper pressed from medicinal herbs. The light within was faint but bravely glowing, a beacon in the night for Ray Lunaria.
The final lantern he kept close, unwilling to relinquish it as tradition demanded. Crafted in green and gold, with motifs of sun and wind aglow from within, he carried it with him as he moved closer to the festivities and the familiar faces he found among them. He nodded greeting to those he knew, quiet and even more subdued than usual as he partook in the full solemnity of the night.
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