43: The celebration III

The celebration began the moment the sun sank into the horizon. As if in agreement, a full moon slowly slipped out of the clouds, sending its silvery glow to the earth.

The village slowly turned from being quiet to one of a festive mood. Lit lanterns were hung along the roof of the houses and in the trees, and under the moonlight, the lantern glistened like tiny jewels.

In the middle of the village, there was a large pile of twigs and tree trunks that would be lit later as a bonfire. On one side, there were several tables filled with mouthwatering food while on the other side, there were wooden chairs meant for the elders of the village.

Kalista was dressed in an elegant black dress that grazed the top of her knees. The dress contrasted prettily with her hair which spilled down her back beautifully. She stood by the door, waiting for Jade to return from where he went.

Footsteps sounded close by and Kalista's face lit up in anticipation, thinking it was Jade. It wasn't him. Her expres