<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Redhurst Play</span></span></div><br/><em>Entangled</em>grass sprout up between the floorboards as the unicorn carried her beloved forth.<br/><br/><em>Your heart is a lie<br/>You fell for another<br/>What will you say<br/>To Tallik the minotaur?</em><br/><br/>The grasping weeds grew stronger, yet the strength of the princess carried onwards. The mouth of the maze was in sight, and Nalsa/Lillin's eyes flickered.<br/><br/><em>Do not despair<br/>I am with you through and through<br/>For justice, for love, you must persevere!</em><br/><br/>The weeds were practically chaining the princess and first-mate to the ground.<br/><br/><em>Away with you, poisoned whispers!</em><br/><br/>A sword-slash shorn the top<br/><br/><em>Away with you, cloud of dread!</em><br/><br/>A beam of light burst forth from the sky, burning away the weeds<br/><br/><em>See Morid, the gods smile upon us<br/>Now know your goal is true<br/>Now dash posthaste, with strength anew!</em><br/><br/>The maze was featureless, confusing, represented by stage-hands rolling up and conjuring walls all about so that neither Kleris/Morid nor Lillin/Nalsa could be completely seen.<br/><br/>And then it was there. A golden throne, encased in a transparent crystal. A minotaur, eyes closed, sat upon its seat. His face looked calm, as though he found inner peace before his imprisonment.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">Day 82, Day of Olladra's Rose</span></span></div><br/>"All of those sound fun, as long as you're by my side," Rensha replied. "But maybe fireworks would be nice first."<br/><br/>Going down to Lake Lether, Kleris couldn't help but notice that the well-dressed pair were getting quite a bit of looks.<br/><br/>"They're quite the striking couple," a gnomish girl whispered into the ear of a halfling lass.<br/><br/>"Not as striking as us!" the halfling replied as she noogied her date.<br/><br/>"Ahh, stop that!"<br/><br/>Many students were already by the lakeside, picnic blankets set out for them to sit on while they watched the stars. Eberron's many moons hung in the air, of different sizes and colors from sheer white to dull red.<br/><br/>"Quite a lovely night out, unless you're a lycanthrope," Rensha quipped as she set down her own blanket on the most secluded spot they could find.<br/><br/>"You know, I heard an interesting tale from a native of this world. Millions of years ago, the great dragon Siberys took the form of the sky, the many crystals hanging above falling to Eberron as dragonshards. An elven alchemist by the name of Sonya Everspring sought to repay Siberys' beauty with her own, and bless each rose with a dragonshard made of purest light and air. Every year on this day, she'd come out on the tallest tower and let the roses free, to ascend into the heavens.<br/><br/>A red streak soaring into the air accompanied by a whistle, followed by another firework. One by one they exploded, some in circles, others five-pointed stars, and a few in the shape of hearts.<br/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/SBkRDvr.jpg)<br/><br/>"I wonder what's out beyond in the infinite horizon. Do you wonder if Siberys is looking down on us tonight? What would she think of this, these strange mortals blasting off colorful explosions?"<br/><br/>Kleris felt Rensha grip his hand.