m a e a
here comes the sun
smiling down
smiling down
"How about that next?"
The taste of grilled Magna and sugared sweets had not yet faded from her tongue before Maea looked for something else to do. The initial stiffness had long since worn off and she now pointed to the firewheel with fingers coated in the sticky sweetness. It burned bright in the gathering dark of the evening, illuminsting the revelers with a golden glow; a sun in the night, a light to replace the darkness... it was even more beautiful than Maea remembered.
Escorting Ludo around the festival was fun, like rediscovering the delights of childhood all over again; she laughed as she made their way through the crowd and paused only once she stood at the front of the line, with the blazing sun dazzling right before her.
Licking her fingers at least somewhat clean and looking every bit the child she so easily could be mistaken for, she reached for a candle and held it up to one of the others that were already lit. Once the flame caught on, she took out a burned down candle and replaced it with her own, then stood aside so others could reach to repeat the process.
"I always forget how crowded it gets... But it just wouldn't be the same without lighting at least one candle." She smiled dreamily at the fiery display, the lights shimmery and blurred to her eyes but all the more fantastical for it. Even from a distance the heat of so many burning lights washed over her, staving of a raw chill of the night that never reached her. Even without the soul guides presence over her shoulders she still wore the scarf they gave her... It had never left her side, and Maea had not been cold once since that day.
