Chapitre 1: clymitecal calamity fall
The seedlings of a tree began to sprout thus birthing a new dawn to a tree hidden in an abode call the clymitecal calamity after a war against department began telling death to steal souls one after the other. The tree grew as the fight for freedom emerged through the fervour in the people of dovilia. Its vitality and strength was enough to pierce through the abodes border growing its ghostly luminescence branches up until the ground of dovilia during its crisis. The sapling cast a light that showed the psyche that once lived in the battleground this war was started. The two against opponents stood a still in quietness as the sapling shows faded memories of people's love one's who were once peoples, friends, sisters, fathers and mothers. The people of dovilia takes a moment to reflect on their actions. This war. The opposing opponents. These memories are what gaved them hope to continue fighting through. To claim back what dovilia were once was. A place, a home. The sapling gave them the vitality to continue forth on.
At last the calamity has eradicated and the people of dovilia have won from hardship. The little sapling grew even more than it was before into a crystalline form with the additional structure of its ghostly luminescence brances blooming beautiful florals soft to the eyes yet showed passion. The tree saw through their hearts during the calamity and began to surge its light into the dirt where stood the people of dovilia giving back the liveliness it deserved. The magical glow healed what was once broken to anew, from peoples injuries to their homeland. Everything was restore to the way it was.
In honor of vanquishing the threat the people of dovilia hosted a celebration with all of its beautiful traditions they had to offer. Veil fan dancers arises and preform, beautiful dreaminess lanterns were released with wishes to fulfil. The event was magical no matter where you go in dovilia. Though this ceremony has been celebrated every year it never really had a decisive name for this beautiful birth of an event. That was until the tree of clymitecal calamity that continue to grow in the center of dovilia surge its light again under the feet of dovilians casting the same glow as it did like the first but this time, it sang a humming melody. A gentle soothing voice could be heard, soon complimented by an ambient sound from a flute. Soft and calming. Soon then came along the sound of bells ringing, then violins. The sight was described again as magical but the trees blessings didn't ended there as it began to reshape itself into a crystalline sculpture of two swans which both had crescentmoon marking on their foreheads facing the opposite way correlated into each other forming a heart when connected.
Amazed by the beautiful concert the tree or should they now call the crescentmoon swans performance, dovilians began to call the birth of the clymitecal calamity, the conclusion of past war and the hardships they've gone through, "the harmonic lantern festival" for its sudden waves of melodies and instrumental play as well as dreaminess lanterns release fading into the moonlit sky fill with their wishes waiting to be fulfilled.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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