When the sun sets in the west, and the city lights begin to illuminate the streets, as the bustling crowd gradually disperses, the solemn and majestic Great Monastery regains its serene, devout tranquility.
The night ceremony begins.
The priests form a line and walk towards the altar, holding freshly picked moon branches. They stand solemnly in front of the pure and flawless statue of the goddess, softly chanting hymns that have been passed down for thousands of years.
Candlelights flicker in the wind, casting reflections on every face anticipating the festival fireworks. On this day, Saint Kray Temple is undoubtedly the place closest to the Moon Goddess in the entirety of the Cerryti Empire.
When the sky turns completely dark, the moon lanterns are released, fireworks soar into the sky, and the High Priest performs the prayer dance.
At Elliot Square.
"It's gotten colder, hasn't it."
Isatia rubs her palms together, exhaling a white mist.
