[SWE] Festival of Lights - 320PC

Time has stopped before us The sky cannot ignore us Deimos had always viewed the Festival as something sobering despite the relatively light atmosphere. While it was a celebration of the potential of seeing loved ones once more, it was still a melancholic void – reaching out for those one could no longer see. His sentiments had altered slightly when he’d been able to communicate with Rexanna again, reconstructing his beliefs on occurrences through horrendous LongNights. Even with his mixed emotions and sentiments on the situation, he still wanted to present it as something else altogether for Erebos, lanterns guarded as his son rode on his thunderbird wiles. But landing there felt stranger, odder, with the elongated shadows and the drifting wake the earth had left behind all season. Perhaps he was already uneasy from the screaming wakes and the Mathair itself – and on edge with being away from Halo and Evie, awaiting news in his ear to return swiftly. He likely would have, regardless, for there’d be no lingering on this evening. Sighing, he waited for Erebos to slide off wings and plumage before glancing around, narrowed eyes taking in the scenery; the flashes of lightning, the illuminated wakes, clicking his beak towards his son as they went to select a place. -- No viable lanterns for Dei! the Resurrected Sword No one can separate us For we are all that is left