The town was bustling and full of people, the atmosphere cheerful and bright as people indulged and enjoyed everything the Harvest Festival had to offer. Elanor though was having a bit of trouble watching everything else when there was something far stranger to see.

“You’re staring.”

“How can I not?”

“Quite easily, I’ll have you know. You just look away.”

“Apologies if I don’t find it that simple.”

Azzoth was right of course, Elanor ...