[SWE] The Festival of Lights

I've been smoked out of heaven

I won't go down easy

As I stroll leisurely (if not quite in a straight line then as best I can) down the beach I finally spot someone I know a little better than peripherally (where the fuck is Jack?), everyone else a fringe acquaintance and engaged with others. How fucking nice for them. Maybe it’s just me, but this holiday always dredges up some bitter feelings. Maybe it's just plain loneliness that I refuse to acknowledge, or maybe it's a fear that no one will light a lantern for me when I'm gone, but it's probably some sort of coping mechanism, if I want to be all self-aware.  

Walking towards Saiden, I take a nice long look at his lantern. “That’s nice,” might come as a surprise to the cook, but I do mean it. I take a swig of alcohol and offer the bottle to him. “Who’s it for?” Clearly someone close, as he’d taken care with it.

may not be brave, but I'm stubborn as hell

RAZA