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[div class=container][div class=content][div class=pic][div class=name]↓ firdaus.[/div][/div][div class=text]
A quick glance at the island from overhead might give one the impression that the vast acres of jungle and hill tops had sat uninhabited for generations, charted only by the wildlife that roamed freely across its terrain. The coast line sat empty and barren, while the nearby tropics obscured all life beneath its leaves.
Unknown to the modern age, however, a rather elaborate feast was being prepared on the island of Firdaus. Two mighty clans comprised of some of society's most vicious expatriates, Shajara of the Jungle and Shati of the Coast, had finally found common ground on which to unite and host a makeshift gala on the packed dirt paths between their territories. The advisers of each clan, Dayyaan Bukhari and Misha Katherine, worked endlessly to piece together a night under the stars that both clans could enjoy, despite the growing tensions between their leaders and the unmistakeable vitriol of dehumanizing slander spewn without care in their day-to-day happenings.
Due to their diligent efforts, the regional town center had been lit up by hundreds of torches and strewn with floral vines, all leading towards the central bonfire directly outside the shared meeting hall. Four wild boars had been strung up above the fire, enough to feed every islander and then some, with a variety of side dishes available nearby such as plantain pudding, locally imported rice wine, and roasted cassava. Performers from both clans were prepared to sing in celebration of the festive union, their handmade instruments taking up an entire corner of the clearing as they sported wide grins and colorful attire.
Everyone was expected to dress up for the event and potentially bring a dance partner, though the prospect of bringing someone from the opposite clan was still a rather daunting task for many. Regardless of the tension, the Shatis and Shajarans were ready to let loose for the evening, and nothing could dampen their excitement.
Well, almost nothing...
blackout
erised
erzulie
aceofallwhales
deer
Stardust Galaxy
natasha.
underuninterested
constellation
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[div class=container][div class=content][div class=pic][div class=name]↓ firdaus.[/div][/div][div class=text]
A quick glance at the island from overhead might give one the impression that the vast acres of jungle and hill tops had sat uninhabited for generations, charted only by the wildlife that roamed freely across its terrain. The coast line sat empty and barren, while the nearby tropics obscured all life beneath its leaves.
Unknown to the modern age, however, a rather elaborate feast was being prepared on the island of Firdaus. Two mighty clans comprised of some of society's most vicious expatriates, Shajara of the Jungle and Shati of the Coast, had finally found common ground on which to unite and host a makeshift gala on the packed dirt paths between their territories. The advisers of each clan, Dayyaan Bukhari and Misha Katherine, worked endlessly to piece together a night under the stars that both clans could enjoy, despite the growing tensions between their leaders and the unmistakeable vitriol of dehumanizing slander spewn without care in their day-to-day happenings.
Due to their diligent efforts, the regional town center had been lit up by hundreds of torches and strewn with floral vines, all leading towards the central bonfire directly outside the shared meeting hall. Four wild boars had been strung up above the fire, enough to feed every islander and then some, with a variety of side dishes available nearby such as plantain pudding, locally imported rice wine, and roasted cassava. Performers from both clans were prepared to sing in celebration of the festive union, their handmade instruments taking up an entire corner of the clearing as they sported wide grins and colorful attire.
Everyone was expected to dress up for the event and potentially bring a dance partner, though the prospect of bringing someone from the opposite clan was still a rather daunting task for many. Regardless of the tension, the Shatis and Shajarans were ready to let loose for the evening, and nothing could dampen their excitement.
Well, almost nothing...
blackout
erised
erzulie
aceofallwhales
deer
Stardust Galaxy
natasha.
underuninterested
constellation
A quick glance at the island from overhead might give one the impression that the vast acres of jungle and hill tops had sat uninhabited for generations, charted only by the wildlife that roamed freely across its terrain. The coast line sat empty and barren, while the nearby tropics obscured all life beneath its leaves.
Unknown to the modern age, however, a rather elaborate feast was being prepared on the island of Firdaus. Two mighty clans comprised of some of society's most vicious expatriates, Shajara of the Jungle and Shati of the Coast, had finally found common ground on which to unite and host a makeshift gala on the packed dirt paths between their territories. The advisers of each clan, Dayyaan Bukhari and Misha Katherine, worked endlessly to piece together a night under the stars that both clans could enjoy, despite the growing tensions between their leaders and the unmistakeable vitriol of dehumanizing slander spewn without care in their day-to-day happenings.
Due to their diligent efforts, the regional town center had been lit up by hundreds of torches and strewn with floral vines, all leading towards the central bonfire directly outside the shared meeting hall. Four wild boars had been strung up above the fire, enough to feed every islander and then some, with a variety of side dishes available nearby such as plantain pudding, locally imported rice wine, and roasted cassava. Performers from both clans were prepared to sing in celebration of the festive union, their handmade instruments taking up an entire corner of the clearing as they sported wide grins and colorful attire.
Everyone was expected to dress up for the event and potentially bring a dance partner, though the prospect of bringing someone from the opposite clan was still a rather daunting task for many. Regardless of the tension, the Shatis and Shajarans were ready to let loose for the evening, and nothing could dampen their excitement.
Well, almost nothing...
Unknown to the modern age, however, a rather elaborate feast was being prepared on the island of Firdaus. Two mighty clans comprised of some of society's most vicious expatriates, Shajara of the Jungle and Shati of the Coast, had finally found common ground on which to unite and host a makeshift gala on the packed dirt paths between their territories. The advisers of each clan, Dayyaan Bukhari and Misha Katherine, worked endlessly to piece together a night under the stars that both clans could enjoy, despite the growing tensions between their leaders and the unmistakeable vitriol of dehumanizing slander spewn without care in their day-to-day happenings.
Due to their diligent efforts, the regional town center had been lit up by hundreds of torches and strewn with floral vines, all leading towards the central bonfire directly outside the shared meeting hall. Four wild boars had been strung up above the fire, enough to feed every islander and then some, with a variety of side dishes available nearby such as plantain pudding, locally imported rice wine, and roasted cassava. Performers from both clans were prepared to sing in celebration of the festive union, their handmade instruments taking up an entire corner of the clearing as they sported wide grins and colorful attire.
Everyone was expected to dress up for the event and potentially bring a dance partner, though the prospect of bringing someone from the opposite clan was still a rather daunting task for many. Regardless of the tension, the Shatis and Shajarans were ready to let loose for the evening, and nothing could dampen their excitement.
Well, almost nothing...
