Fires as tall as mountains blazed into the night sky, heavy footfalls indented the earth as giants danced, and the moon and stars blazed with their full brilliance as the heaven itself paid homage to the great fallen giant.
Azemo was sitting on the rim of a torch, he was told that was the safest place so someone did not accidentally sit on him. He watched the celebrations with some surprise, it was almost normal, if one did not take into account the massive size of the participants.
Food and drink were passed around, loud music echoed through the hills and all the giants made it seem like a party.
If there was one thing that stuck out to Azemo as odd, it was the large unlit fire pit in the center of all the celebrations. It stood out because it was the one dark spot in the sea of joy and light, even the moon dared not let a star illuminate the area.
