back home, this would be about time for dreadfall. it takes place around the harvest when the daylight hours are nearly nonexistent, and some years, you can see aurvandil's fire in the north sky. it used to be when the flightmare would migrate through berk after its food source, freezing anybody who went after it with a paralyzing mist. after we redirected it, we turned that time of year into a holiday, to remember that fear of the flightmare, but also to remember how things aren't always what they seem.
we usually decorate with gourds, and sometimes put on face paint or costumes, and watch the northern lights together. it's not a very big holiday, not compared to bork week or stump day, but it still feels strange to be missing it.
not that, uh, much of this could really apply to aefenglom, so i guess this isn't really helpful, sorry.
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we usually decorate with gourds, and sometimes put on face paint or costumes, and watch the northern lights together. it's not a very big holiday, not compared to bork week or stump day, but it still feels strange to be missing it.
not that, uh, much of this could really apply to aefenglom, so i guess this isn't really helpful, sorry.