[SWE] LIAT FUX

Lena

and sweetest in the gale is heard
and sore must be the storm

Lena had no experience in prior Fiat Lux festivals, so these notions, while otherworldly in their effects, might not have bothered her as much as those previously traumatized. The bunting looked strange and some proportions looked eerily familiar to the world of lights from the prior autumn, but not one to complain about décor, she stepped forth into the world of games and…swamp water, carefully placing portions of the vanilla and cinnamon braided bread she’d made some days prior upon a table.

Distracted immediately by the other table, the Caretaker sidled up closer to the contents, gazing down at the seeds and saplings arranged, uncertain which to pick and choose, already forming the idea of planting them amidst the Celestine.

that could abash the little bird
that kept so many warm