LET THE SPRING FESTIVAL BEGIN!

[turgonthewise]

I'll be arriving soon with my ladyfriend Eowyn, but the festival is in full swing already.

It has: Rides (nothing very advanced, but there are horses), booths (food, goldfish, crafts, jewellery, etc), and a whole lot of spring flowers, as well as live music.

Avoid the ent.

(no subject)

[idril]

Gelgannel: *freeing Idril3 from his little outfit before going to the festival*

Idril: *went early to watch her uncles and the help set things up, enjoying the festival atmosphere, hasn't spotted Turgon yet for glomping*

Gelgannel: *finishes his duties, leaves the dog with a servant and goes to meet up with Idril*

Yaban: *already there and trying out confections covered in powdery sugar*

Idril: *laughs when he takes a bite, getting powdered sugar all over his face, and helps him wipe it off, brushing his face with her hand, still giggling* Oh goodness, you'd think to take smaller bites!

Yaban: it looked smaller. My eyes must be too big. Hello, princess *smiles*

Idril: *grins at him* Hi, Yaban. *brushes off the last bit and dusts her hands off* Enjoying the pastry?

( This evening started out so well... )

...I think we're done. I've given Gel so many chances, and he still chooses everything else over me. I deserve to be put first! Just like dad, since mom died. But they're different because before she died, he paid attention to her. He wasn't a crazy workaholic, to this extent. Gelgannel is. So I think I'm done.

things fall apart

[dunlending]

The Streets: *empty, most everyone has gone to the park for the festival*

Nuala: *still at work, putting a few finishing touches on a woven blanket before she closes up shop*

Kak: *with her even though Awk's gone off on an errand, riding on her shoulder*

Suddenly: *a bottle of alcohol with a burning rag stuffed in it smashes through the window* ( the roof the roof the roof is on fire )