While enjoying the last summers' breeze, watching the stars come out as the sun lazily disembarked from it's high position in the sky, the rustling noises of silk dresses and tunics began to settle. It was a wonderful eve, full of the fresh and warm scents of flowers in their last bloom, the slowly dissipating warmth of the setting sun, and the murmur of excited onlookers.
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