the greatest and brightest .. bonfire (open)

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Peaceful the quiet crackle, at times interspersed a crackle or a pop, the shifting timber eliciting a noise all its own, proximity such where the fire may not warm dual hued coat the warmth Bai Shi exuded filling any spaces. Familiar face among patrons the child loose in hir curl about an open book, discarded until purpose had become a poor headrest, against yellowed pages chin propped, yet abandoned with ease hir prior placement with their arrival. Broken the reverie all too soon, movement drawing vision clouded by a light dozen linked away with haste as their departure was marked with growing curiosity. It seemed another event had been staged, another social gathering deemed befitting of attention, lacklustre hir own thoughts towards such as of yet.

Dashed such petulant thoughts when another arrived upon temperate windcurrents, unaided by appendages that adorned some, ignited a curiosity that drove fox forth. Intercepted the stranger by another prior to hir own arrival, strained the smile Sloan offered both, briefly noted the other known in at least a base sense.

Asteri.

Rather fond of her seemed hir father, though in a manner supposedly extended to all beneath their banner, regarded for brief moment with narrowed eyes. Away did hir attention turn, once more fixated on the stranger for, as of yet, unintroduced was she and thus that status may not change. "You smell odd." Poor choice of wording, if correct in the manner that upon short strands was carried an earthen tone overladen with clinging salt, familiar in part for Bai Shi had returned numerous times carrying similar scent. All the same differences were present, enough regarded with curiosity the ocelot as ze voiced hir query. "Where are you from? Oh, um if it is okay to ask."

To be truthful Sloan bore little on that ay of knowledge concerning the other settlements spread throughout the island, recent records speaking of them in vague terms, not entirely settled their relationship. At the least friendly seemed this one, light and open the expression Sloan regarded the Typhooner with, intent on gaining any knowledge ze may with prior worry over how ze may be perceived supposedly forgotten.

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Roundest moon flutters on the river, night bird song coasting through heat hangs for a moment there cascades slowly down the thick air, landing somewhere by my feet waking up bugs try to repeat, a fine night to feel light

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