Ackster's party members and anyone he deemed worthy of joining in on the celebrations were a little surprised when they suddenly discovered white sand beneath their bare feet. However, Ackster's presence and the cocktails in their hands calmed them, and they soon started accepting the festive atmosphere.
There was a sunset, a bonfire, soft background music no one could tell where it came from, and happy people. It was a little sudden. But Ackster's mood was infectious, and the entire world could feel it.
There were some places where the Guild's and the Creator's efforts had yet to reach. But even in the darkest of slums, there existed sparkles of light. Ackster's mood strengthened that light and helped it shine upon its surroundings, illuminating the world and raising everyone's spirits.
Even in darkness, there was light. After darkness, that light would shine like nothing else.
