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A time ago in the lands long forgotten
Food was scarce or close to rotten
Memories and faith in others waning
Hope and joy was slowly draining
One saw the state the world was in
Death taking over all, including her kin
Searching for a way to make it right
A journey to make or a fight to fight

The journey was made and the path found
A choice to be made, of mind sound
With all her strength she chose well
And with her death the darkness did quell

As years did pass a ritual sprung forth
Calling all from lands south to north
Gathering together to form a throng
In a festival of food, trade and song

This party though not all for fun
A secret battle is to be won
The fight to keep her soul alive
Which allows the magic to thrive

A theme is made to guide the way
For celebrations on this day
The theme of carousels is sure to please
And laden minds, sure to ease

Though secrets lay in the dark of night
Hungry eyes that do caught fright
Questions flicker though the shade
Wondering of the colourful parade

Was this the day they had long desired
To take control of the magic once admired
Giggling with glee at the very thought
This little ritual will be for naught

Not all hope is lost in the dark
For every shadow is made by a spark
Hope can be found in the smallest of places
Prints in the sand, even the faintest of traces

- Cody Janes (Eathera)