The ancient dresses had been through many events and the suits had shown up at major meetings.
Now as the sun closed down for the day, new seeds began their last rest before flowers signaled their maturity.
We all sighed. Largely because this was the first pause since the Edromancipa, the grand festival of conclusion and new starts, we could rest and take our attention towards newer, more beautiful beacons.
We would invent a new engine for the day ahead.
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