Scythes, Watermelon, and Flowing Breezes.
These are the things that bring me Joy.
Xashowd and his Reaplings, taking a short break from the battles at hand, made their way to a hill overlooking the Festival Square. With the three Reaplings united at last, the group was having fun discussing the possibilities of the event ahead. But most of all, this particular hill was well know for the Fireworks displays that rang off from time to time, and Phantasia, the youngest of the Reapling Trio, had never seen fireworks before. Thus, in the spirit of summer, the group had decided to climb the hill in the hopes of making some memories.
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So...when are we gonna see the 'works go Boom?" Thanaphyr inquired, somewhat impatient once they reached the top. "
Well, there is supposed to be a schedule for these kinds of things...I guess we'll just sit here until we see some." Xashowd replied. As the main Reaper of the group (Well, Reaper-in-Training), he made it his job to keep the three Reaplings out of mischief. Etheria and Phantasia were deep in conversation, making up for lost time, so Xashowd and Thanaphyr stared off into the night sky, awaiting the telltale sound of fireworks heading up into the clouds.
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