The night was not particularly clear, and the stars tonight seemed to be shy children, hesitantly hiding. Even the full moon was partially veiled, teasingly enticing.
But even in such a night, it couldn't stop the destined vibrancy and bustle of Anrola City tonight.
Before even entering the city, the sounds of joy from Anrola had already spread far and wide.
Colorful lanterns hung high in the city illuminated the people with expressions of happiness, resembling the exotic seven-colored birds from the Eastern lands.
People roamed the streets and alleys, whether in the impoverished slums of the city or the affluent districts.
The joy on everyone's faces was genuine.
What makes a successful celebration?
That's when everyone is delighted.
