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Small species, come out of hiding and enjoy the bright, peculiar new world that is formed. It's definitely not a sleeping sort of night, but one in which staying awake and searching for excitement is practically mandatory. It makes everything one do seem magical, increasing sensation and thought. | Small species, come out of hiding and enjoy the bright, peculiar new world that is formed. It's definitely not a sleeping sort of night, but one in which staying awake and searching for excitement is practically mandatory. It makes everything one do seem magical, increasing sensation and thought. | ||
| − | For some the moonlit night is Dionysian, incensing sensuality and instinct, a night for parties | + | For some the moonlit night is Dionysian, incensing sensuality and instinct, a night for parties, feasting, excitement and intimate relationship. [[Fairies]] in particular feel it in this manner, gathering together and celebrating, dancing and singing and cavorting in the canopy and silvery brightness. Predators and prey alike give in to the urge and find their friends and acquaintances and even total strangers to have a chaotic, happy time with. Even for those not so inclined, the night is still very soothing under the moons, alone or with companions, gazing up at the twin coins of soft silver floating high in the star-sprinkled sky. It's a night where it seems like nothing could go wrong and anything could happen, the world turned on its head and logic thrown out the window. |
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Barriers fell apart, species and diet no longer mattered, alignment disregarded under the influence of those bizarre disks of pale light. Predators mixed with prey, a few even invited to join parties going on, people that were usually enemies able to let go of their quarrels and celebrate together. It was one of the strangest nights Felarya had ever seen, full of excitement and calm, everything skewed from normal. It was as if the whole world had become drunk. | Barriers fell apart, species and diet no longer mattered, alignment disregarded under the influence of those bizarre disks of pale light. Predators mixed with prey, a few even invited to join parties going on, people that were usually enemies able to let go of their quarrels and celebrate together. It was one of the strangest nights Felarya had ever seen, full of excitement and calm, everything skewed from normal. It was as if the whole world had become drunk. | ||
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The silvery night design a particular occurance when, once in a while, two certain twin moons appear full and bright in the sky of Felarya. They bathe the landscape in a strange light, nearly as bright as sunshine, casting a silvery sheen all over Felarya, that tease the eyes with shifting shadows and muted colors. The spectacle is breathtakingly beautiful, make the heart race and produce some strange effects on every sentient inahbitants
Predators and preys alike are filled with a strange and soft sense of calm and joy
Small species, come out of hiding and enjoy the bright, peculiar new world that is formed. It's definitely not a sleeping sort of night, but one in which staying awake and searching for excitement is practically mandatory. It makes everything one do seem magical, increasing sensation and thought.
For some the moonlit night is Dionysian, incensing sensuality and instinct, a night for parties, feasting, excitement and intimate relationship. Fairies in particular feel it in this manner, gathering together and celebrating, dancing and singing and cavorting in the canopy and silvery brightness. Predators and prey alike give in to the urge and find their friends and acquaintances and even total strangers to have a chaotic, happy time with. Even for those not so inclined, the night is still very soothing under the moons, alone or with companions, gazing up at the twin coins of soft silver floating high in the star-sprinkled sky. It's a night where it seems like nothing could go wrong and anything could happen, the world turned on its head and logic thrown out the window.
There is report of giant predators became catching humans, only to play with them and, often, let them go. It's a lucky night for many, escaping being eaten when they would have finished the night digesting in a stomach, in a normal time. Though not all evade being consumed, a great deal more than usual are spared.
Barriers fell apart, species and diet no longer mattered, alignment disregarded under the influence of those bizarre disks of pale light. Predators mixed with prey, a few even invited to join parties going on, people that were usually enemies able to let go of their quarrels and celebrate together. It was one of the strangest nights Felarya had ever seen, full of excitement and calm, everything skewed from normal. It was as if the whole world had become drunk.
- Credits for the idea to MrNobody13
