Hushed Willows a swell of smoke arose and filled the air [festival]

tl;dr aur shuts her brain off have fun folks

Earlier, Aure had been sifting through which manner to don herself in for the festivities. Should she attend with the same garment of "The Undimmed" that she'd met Lily in? After a heartbeat's consideration— No, she'd mused, and rid herself eagerly, clumsily, of those mournful airs. Eager to dismiss all of what she'd come to know, the ever-changing skayona alit in favor of a mood more suitable for tonight. For every night, until she had no other choice but to return to herself and the reality of her romance.

But, no. Not tonight. Tonight, she swathed herself in a gossamer of pointed ignorance, of aversion, of a fey revelry. Limned with listlessness, she spirited away the Luk @Isleña with her, intent for an eve of revitalizing their sembalence of sorority — at least, she’s wondered such.

She would forget those happenings, too, and how they made her heart ache. She would forget how her night-of-life had once lain with this Luk; she would forget her being so bashfully unbeloved; she would forget how the Blood Queen had damned her. Aure would forget all of this, and fill her heart instead with the company of strangers and a night of her own making.

It was with this way that she approached Elysium, and the beckoning from the willows is what made her soul shiver in answer. Disregarding all and everything that wasn't before her, that wasn't hers, Aure winged and wisped herself down down down into the willows; until she drowned herself in her whimsy. When she saw @Sanguinus, she flit from her course towards @Lily and soared for him with a delighted slurring of his name.

Tonight, she was "Lady Starlight", and one would be hard pressed to find solace from her absolute sprightliness. Tonight, if she looked back, she would be lost.