The golden moon was a unique phenomenon that only lasted for a few minutes.
People of the Moongold witnessed it, bathed in its warmth, and when it was gone- and when the library event had concluded- the main festival began.
The town was covered in lights, streets were filled with people, and along with isolated mourning, joy enclosed the town.
They had just lost a lot, but they were not falling to the darkness anymore.
The people were with those who had lost someone, not leaving out of the festivities.
The monument that was made in the center of the town was covered in the mementos, flowers, and gifts of the children.
Streets were filled with young and old as they walked around the illuminated town, there was happiness in the air, the shops were earning from those excited, happy customers.
The night was young, and yet the inns and bars were full.
