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S O M N U S The drink was welcome upon his lips. The sweetness coated his tongue, cool and refreshing and invigorating, and Somnus welcomed its reprieve. The day had been a long one full of jovial festivities. It was pleasant to see so many individuals partaking in the festival, friends and strangers alike arriving from nearly every end of Novus. Some, he recognized, yet most of the faces that he had spoken with and greeted during the day were all foreign. Night was falling, the sky settling into a deep, inky blue as the beautiful colors of the sunset began to dip beyond the horizon. All in all, the day was a successful one, yet they still had many more days of the festival to enjoy. Ipomoea had truly outdone himself. The musicians were singing a slow, relaxing tune to help them all calm down from the busy and bustling day, and the Dawn King was grateful for his peace and quiet, unwinding with a cool beverage near the stage. It had been quite some time since he had busied himself in such a way as he had that day. Surely Ulric and Eulalie would be proud, knowing that he hadn’t the time to sequester himself away in the private chambers of the citadel, nor the nooks and crannies of the library. He had busied himself by venturing from group to group, greeting those in attendance, smiling knowingly and kindly and thanking them profusely for attending. It surely meant the world to Po, who had planned, lamented, and executed such an affair with remarkable precision and dutiful care. Somnus would have to remember to thank the sweethearted appaloosa once more come morning. Alba was nestled between the sovereign’s downy wings, her head tucked down and her large eyes shut as she drifted off into sleep. As night approached, typically the barn owl would be wide awake, leaving Somnus’ side to go and search for a tasty meal with the coming darkness, yet the day had exhausted her as well. ’Just a nap,’ Alba had said as she had settled down, her exhaustion and fatigue flooding through their shared internal bond, ’Just a few hours. Promise’ She had hardly managed the words before sleep had consumed her, and so Somnus had remained silent and still, simply unwinding from the day and enjoying the few nocturnal inhabitants that seemed unbothered by the long day. He would stay for a while longer before seeking out a place to rest for the night, and then, come dawn, the event would kick up again. xx |
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