One for sorrow and two for joy, as the saying went, and the coals burned low and hot as songs and tales filled the winter air and Jigano reached out to rake them and blow them back to smoldering life with the help of a friendly breeze. He'd heard Amalia's song the year before and hummed along with Lily to it, then turned shining eyes on Rance's tale of a friendship more powerful than fear and curses combined. Lily's fable was a cautionary note to end the day on, for though he had yet to take his turn at the entertainment the smell of smoked fish filled the clearing, savory and tantalizing, though it would fade as the meat cooled and the cold deadened the odor.
"I think we've got our offerings," he spoke warmly, looking around the ring of faces. "Thanks to you. Hopefully the Spark Bird will enjoy them this year." And respond to all the work they had put in to them! "We can head back now. I'll put them up in the Perch. Hopefully that will keep them away from most of the monsters until she comes." Not if, but when. He had to hold to that hope, however, foolish or unlikely. They had done all that they could and now it was time to face the music...
This concludes the Spark Bird Offerings PQ! Thank you all!
{Finished}
"I think we've got our offerings," he spoke warmly, looking around the ring of faces. "Thanks to you. Hopefully the Spark Bird will enjoy them this year." And respond to all the work they had put in to them! "We can head back now. I'll put them up in the Perch. Hopefully that will keep them away from most of the monsters until she comes." Not if, but when. He had to hold to that hope, however, foolish or unlikely. They had done all that they could and now it was time to face the music...
This concludes the Spark Bird Offerings PQ! Thank you all!
{Finished}
