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The Silent Firework (9) : Fireworks are aplenty this time of year, and there’s always something going off somewhere in the city. Little pops and noises are common, but something about this firework is completely abnormal–it makes absolutely no sound. Instead, light and color splashes across the night sky and leaves a lingering glow behind. No one knows where it came from, but it lit up the sky like a midnight sun, and was gone after about a moment. Anyone who managed to see it in person may find that when they blink, there is a residual glow before them. Strangely, it even seems like there’s a trail of faded, glowing light guiding them somewhere. Maybe you’re led to some special place, or some special person, or–maybe the trail ends before you ever find out where you were supposed to go.
To be honest, Zachariah hated fireworks.
Sure, the pyrotechnic aspect of it was pretty cool, he guessed. And a lot of interesting technology went into the fancier shows, especially the ones timed to music or what had. The thing was, those were supposed to be specific shows. That someone had to go somewhere to see. And only that place. Maybe some echoes would make it around the city, but that was it. It was contained. It had a purpose. And then that was that -- it was done. No more. Finite.
But no.
They were loud, cacophonous, went off every point five seconds with no cool hidden sound syncing technology controlling it, from inconsistent sources everywhere. Was Zachariah salty?
Definitely. The sooner it ended and they were out of this annoying festival season, the better. Considering he had already been sucked into a rift, and they had seemed to be ecerywhere--gone now, granted--why did this city even still celebrate anything? It seemed like it might be better to just have a curfew and tell everyone to go the ******** home and knock it the ******** off.
There went another ******** one, yet again, because people just couldn't stop trying to make their own show and probably setting their hands on fire-- or maybe just taking a limb off--
Wait. Where was that annoying following boom?
zachariah glanced up to the sky to attempt to find the lack f noise--maybe it was somehow just too far away--to be greeted by a splash of colors above that reminded him more of an aura or an aurora than of a firework. Huh. Was this just most of this city's normal nonsense? There wasn't about to be a monster or a youma or apparently a gargoyle because those were a concern now jumping out of the sky looking to destroy them all or at least him, was there?
He stared at it and waited, expectantly, also expecting to need to power up imminently. One, two... twenty.
Nothing was appearing yet...
And then, of course, he just had to blink because his eyes were drying out just staring at the random glowy sky phenomenon, and when he opened his eyes, there was some Destiny City ********. Was he glowing? Was the air glowing? Had the firework with no sound transplant itself to the ground somehow? Was this a harmful thing? He wasn't about to be aglow the way Faust had been when he insisted on munching those dragonflies or whatever the hell they were on his planet, right?
Wait.
Was it lighting up a path? What was this, a guided video game quest?
He ducked behind a pole for a moment, sighed, and followed it. Better make sure this wasn't some ******** Ngaverse trap aimed at quest-seeking nerds...
of which he was one...
The path was leading to something that smelled pretty good, honestly.
And as it faded, it left Hydor in front of a seafood restaurant he was already familiar with--very funny, glow--and he realized he hadn't eaten yet.
Alright. Fine. Unless this restaurant was a very elaborate trap, perhaps the silent fireworks weren't so bad.
