Later that day, Saera heard there was to be a fireworks display outside the city walls, and begged Jin to go with her. Only a family so well acquainted with mining could afford the luxury of fireworks, and to Saera, it would be a new experience.
They walked down outside of the palace walls, stopping at the outskirts of the rice fields, the moon reflected on the surface of the water. Other couples and small groups littered the area around them, voices hushed in anticipation of the beauty to come. Saera shivered slightly as the cool night air cut through to her skin. Without a word, Jin pulled off the haori he wore, draping the heavy fabric over her shoulders. He stood in the moonlight in just a thin linen shirt, the fabric rippling gently in the wind. The earring he wore shimmered dimly, swaying lightly in the breeze.
