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Throughout the continent, chilly winds herald the change in seasons.

Farmers gather their tools for one final, bountiful harvest before the soil turns too hard to cultivate. Chefs and Bakers gather their retainers, sending them out to find the best ingredients before the competition can. Mercenaries and soldiers take extra care to wax and grease their armors, for stiffness in the limbs due to the cold is a matter of life and death.

Of course, not every part of the realm changes. Thanalan's deserts are too warm at any time of the year, and Coerthas is constantly battered with snow all year round, and yet all know that it is time to gather, to celebrate, to remember. Perhaps even to travel far and wide, and farther still. The Source is not the only place celebrating the ending of this year and the coming of the new.

Starlight is once again returning to Hydaelyn and her Reflections, and the question on everyone's where will this year take us?


Gridania - A Kiss under the Mistletoe


The snows don't touch a lot of the lush greenery of the Shroud, but neither is it unheard of.

The Conjurers and botanists have decorated the City as if it were a bouquet; red berries and holly and sage line the wooden splendour of the city for all to enjoy.

And of course, Fufucha wouldn't leave the mistletoe out! The boughs of the Carline Canopy, strung across the banners of Mih'Khetto's Amphitheatre, dotted along bridges and nooks and crannies are gorgeously presented wreathes of mistletoe, waiting for lovers to notice them.



Ul'Dah - Passions of the Starry Night

Though it's not cold here in the desert, that isn't to say that the festivities aren't in full swing! For, of course, there is drink and merriment to be had! And what would an Ul'dahnian's Starlight look like if not at least a little bit drunk?

Dancing girls in their skimpy clothes offer tasters from brewers, Merchants tantalize shoppers with glittering treasures, fine silks and jewellery in the Sapphire Avenue, and there are a fair amount of Thaumaturges putting on shows for children and adults with reflective ice and shimmering flames.

But be careful, the booze flowing freely means that inhibitions are lower than usual. Bar fights aren't uncommon in the Quicksands, nor are 'secret' trysts in the inn rooms, just what kind of night will you have?



Limsa - Just one Dance

The central plaza is as bustling and busy as it always is, though you can't help but think it feels even busier today!

And of course it would, for everyone's here to celebrate.

The Aetherite has been decorated haphazardly by children throwing tinsel around it's ever-spinning foci, glitter sprinkled onto the surface of the already shining crystal itself; the Yellowjackets don't have the heart to interrupt them or to undo their work. What the hell, they think, it's the holidays.

Bards both solo and troupe line the streets a respectful distance apart, so you are never far away from music!

As the sun sets and the stars start to glitter over La Noscea, they seem to have made a truce, come together for a night of music and dance.

Grab a partner for a song or two, just what is playing and who are you dancing with?


Ishgard - A Warm Meal, a Warm Smile

The King that looks over the Snow.

The spires that call to the dravanian winds.

A warm hearth in the centre of Foretemps manor.

This year, the relationship between Ishgardian and Dravanian has been slowly, but steadily improving. As an act of good faith and in the interests of bringing the groups together, Aymeric has opened the City to them as they Celebrate Starlights.

The scent of mulled wine and honey-roasted boar fill the whole city as the Skybuilder's hand up their tools for the holiday but can't stop themselves from crafting even off the clock. The Firmament is decorated with lights as families that previously resided in the Brume make the most of their new homes.

Though the fare is simple, it's stomach-filling and heartwarming; the Skybuilders and the Denizens of the firmament have made a feast for all to enjoy! Take a seat and have a chat over some steaming food.


Kugane - The Gift of Giving

The streets of Kugane are awash with warm colours, gold and silver and yellows and reds; Lanterns glow in the mild winds and chimes can be heard from stalls as you wander through.

And though the markets are nice, the person or people you've come to meet are waiting for you in the Shiokaze Holstery, and you have something for them with you!


The Crystarium - Just one more sleep

And after it all, there's the night. The blessed night so hard won.

The blanket of stars that you can see over your room in The Pendants. Perhaps you have someone with you as you sit on pillows and blankets, warm in your sleep clothes with a mug of cocoa. Two friends talking the night away, or perhaps something more?

You're tired, but gods if it isn't the good kind. Will you make it through till dawn, or will you fall asleep right then and there?



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The cottage always had a wonderful sense of stillness to it compared to the large halls always filled with the sound of movement and things being done. The clatter of glassware, a heated but friendly argument about aether this and mana that, the yelling of one child or another, laughter echoing behind the patter of small kitten feet. No, there was a distinct stillness and quiet of the cottage, one that demanded open windows to let the breeze in and the rustling of the canopy above, the gentle sound of running water somewhere not far off.

The change of scenery was nice, but it barely pulled him from his study, his books. An office had been made up for him and, just like in Shirogane, he spent too much time in there despite it supposed to be a place to relax and, well, not work. No amount of open windows and gentle breezes could pull him from his work and into a state of relaxation. Surely nobody, not even Pinya, would ever take advantage of this.

So the sweet melodic voice of Pinya calling out - "Leeeeoonnn~" - definitely had no ulterior motive. He stood and turned to the door, deep in his own thoughts. She probably wanted him to get her something from a top shelf. She could get it herself, but sometimes she liked to ask him just to drag him out of his work. Yes, that was probably it. He stopped short at the door when he noticed her standing just outside of it, a mischievous little smile on her face. He hadn't looked up, hadn't noticed the mistletoe.

"Yes, Pinara?"
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If there was anyone who could match Leon at keeping a face so still to hide emotion it was Pinya. Sometimes, though fleeting, Leon wished he could fake expressions as well as she.

With the request of help with whatever alchemical explosion she was about to set off now the glint in his eyes changed from mild irritation to a begrudging curiosity. Even with that there was a hesitation as he expected her to skip off on ahead for him to follow, but when she didn't he wondered if maybe her journal was tucked behind her back for him to review and, as if it pulled teeth, he took a tentative step forward.

"What mess do you need me to clean up now?" He peered over her expectantly, looking for her journal or watching for her to actually turn around and leave.

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