{SE} In remembrance

A panther in the night, a fire burning bright. Ray noted the change in hair color but shrugged it off. Dyeing one's hair was something she saw often.  "Yah, it is nice that the purpose is still remembered. I'm not a fan of traditions that have no meaning. It feels almost fake to celebrate those ones." Ray explained. "Not that those traditions or bad or that they can't bring joy. I just have a hard time getting excited about them."  She added quickly, not wanting to insult the holiday back home that Neos was talking about. Ray chuckled. "Sure. It's just a block east of here. Come on." She agreed and began to show the way. It wasn't long before the two stood in front of a small shop with a sign that proudly stated Lunarium Herbs and Spices. "Ta da! Home sweet home." Ray said with with an exaggerated flourish.  "I just baked some cookies this morning if you want any. Come on in." She opened the door and gestured with her head for Neos to follow her in. r a y The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. —Albert Camus