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Scorch has never been one for celebrations. He was taught to avoid others, specifically the Stellae-Lucis so he wouldn't get in their way. Despite everything Vigil says he is currently free. Might as well enjoy it. It will be a good distraction from the fear they've caused him. The streets are well lit. There are extra lights along the merchant's street and not a single one has gone out. The sounds are overwhelming. Pups are yelling and laughing. Merchants are yelling to the crowd, trying to plant desire in the hearts and wallets of the vexxils that pass their stalls. It's hard to make out anything they are saying over the chatter of the vexxils that pass. Scorch can't believe any vexxil can hold a conversation with such noise. He doesn't have a second of thought to himself. This once, he doesn't mind. If he isn't careful his sharpened spines may scrape the vexxils that brush him. He isn't sure what to do at the festival. He knows of the Stellae-Lucis celebrations but