It was night out, the sky filled with magnificent gems gleaming brilliantly among the heavens, painting a captivating and serene view from above. No clouds loomed over the starlit sky to mar this magnificent view, just as it should on this particular winter night. As usual, you’d find snow scattered everywhere, and this winter chill was a little right for a special occasion. It wasn’t very cold, just cold enough to bear around the frolicking flames of a campfire. Beneath the starlit heaven stood Era. Magic infused lamps lit up the almost busy cobblestone streets and the storefronts aglow with beautiful and fascinating gifts one could buy for their loved ones, and a nice aroma would permeate the air near grills and restaurants as its guests came to celebrate the coming of a new year. These combined created a festive atmosphere enjoyed and celebrated by many; an atmosphere filled with laughs and festive cheer, and an atmosphere filled with childlike innocence and wonder among the children. It’s how the common man would celebrate, or those closer to civilians. Ones who belong. Those of affluence, however, celebrate it differently. They generally celebrate with class, one that the young lord of the Morgan manor, Francois, is very capable of doing.
It was decided that he would host a banquet in celebration for the coming new year, voted unanimously by his colleagues. It’s not just because he is very capable of holding such classy parties, but it’s also because it’s very close to the theme they decided on - Crystal Extravaganza. So of course, blue, crystals, all that glitters are what is expected of the dress code, or just one of either of those. The prodigy was glad he had such capable step brothers to rely on when planning for the event - Cinna being designated to design elegant looking decorations and outfits, Anton for the Buffet, and Zander for the invitations to their friends and colleagues. So reliable, in fact, that things are going smoothly in the preparation. Now it’s just the matter of who will be attending the event, held at the Morgan Manor. Who wouldn’t? Rumors of a renowned chef tending to the catering would surely make rounds among those invited as it’s guaranteed that the food will be of excellent quality, and it is known that the manor afforded an excellent view of the fireworks from Era. Of course, his colleagues and mentors are coming considering that they were the ones who decided that he would host it. And now, everything was accounted for - the RSVPs, the food, the decors, everything.
Under the moonlit sky, the manor radiated a warm atmosphere with all the light fixtures aglow with magic. The gilded wooden doors of the front entrance were wide open to reveal the manor’s hallways, decorated in blue and white, adorned with crystalline decorations that made everything shimmer. Standing in front of the grand staircase is a crystalline statue of a Phoenix, a symbol of rebirth and growth, shaped by Cinna’s Crafts Magic and ingenuity. For what better way to symbolize the start of a new year than a Phoenix? It’s deep thought made manifest as an artform. Drifting beneath the ceilings are magical lacrimas that emit a blue and white beam of light at a fixed position. Stationed around the hall are buffet tables containing all manner of delicious food and several punch bowls. There’s a dessert station, some coffee machines for the caffeine addicts, and so on and so forth. The backyard is decorated no differently, complete with food stands, and it’s an excellent location to view the brilliant spectacles of the new years fireworks.
Guests are now arriving in droves, some dressed moderately up to the dress code, while others looked their best in an attempt to steal the spotlight to themselves. Though they would later find out that the host is dressed excellently, shining brightling in comparison to theirs as Francois would emerge upstairs by the grand staircase, looking at his guests with a smile on his face, happy that they were able to make it. He was dressed in a white suit with gilded blue gems for buttons, with a white tophat decorated with blue crystals to go with the outfit. An elegant white fur cape completes the look, with the blue fabric fading to white and studded in blue gems. It’s as if he wants to be looked upon as a paragon of nobility and grace, though he is oblivious to this fact. He only wanted to throw the best, and for that, he also had to dress the best.
The guests had assembled by the hall, though this is nearly half of the invited. Some more are coming, while others will be late. Normally he would not tolerate tardiness, but for this occasion? You’d only be late if you missed the fireworks. It’s not that he expected people to be late, but because he understood that people have other things to tend to before coming to the party. What matters the most is they made it, and he wants this event to be memorable.
“My friends and family, mentors and colleagues, I welcome you all. I thank you for your attendance at this soiree. May you find the food to your liking and the atmosphere festive. I’ll save the speech for later but, until then, enjoy.” He addressed the crowd, and soon after left to go meet his colleagues. In addition to Francois’ colleagues, his siblings are also free to invite whoever they want. That goes for Roxanna as well, as she is already regarded as a part of this family.
Post Word Count - 941
Total Personal Word Count - 941 / 2000
It was decided that he would host a banquet in celebration for the coming new year, voted unanimously by his colleagues. It’s not just because he is very capable of holding such classy parties, but it’s also because it’s very close to the theme they decided on - Crystal Extravaganza. So of course, blue, crystals, all that glitters are what is expected of the dress code, or just one of either of those. The prodigy was glad he had such capable step brothers to rely on when planning for the event - Cinna being designated to design elegant looking decorations and outfits, Anton for the Buffet, and Zander for the invitations to their friends and colleagues. So reliable, in fact, that things are going smoothly in the preparation. Now it’s just the matter of who will be attending the event, held at the Morgan Manor. Who wouldn’t? Rumors of a renowned chef tending to the catering would surely make rounds among those invited as it’s guaranteed that the food will be of excellent quality, and it is known that the manor afforded an excellent view of the fireworks from Era. Of course, his colleagues and mentors are coming considering that they were the ones who decided that he would host it. And now, everything was accounted for - the RSVPs, the food, the decors, everything.
Under the moonlit sky, the manor radiated a warm atmosphere with all the light fixtures aglow with magic. The gilded wooden doors of the front entrance were wide open to reveal the manor’s hallways, decorated in blue and white, adorned with crystalline decorations that made everything shimmer. Standing in front of the grand staircase is a crystalline statue of a Phoenix, a symbol of rebirth and growth, shaped by Cinna’s Crafts Magic and ingenuity. For what better way to symbolize the start of a new year than a Phoenix? It’s deep thought made manifest as an artform. Drifting beneath the ceilings are magical lacrimas that emit a blue and white beam of light at a fixed position. Stationed around the hall are buffet tables containing all manner of delicious food and several punch bowls. There’s a dessert station, some coffee machines for the caffeine addicts, and so on and so forth. The backyard is decorated no differently, complete with food stands, and it’s an excellent location to view the brilliant spectacles of the new years fireworks.
Guests are now arriving in droves, some dressed moderately up to the dress code, while others looked their best in an attempt to steal the spotlight to themselves. Though they would later find out that the host is dressed excellently, shining brightling in comparison to theirs as Francois would emerge upstairs by the grand staircase, looking at his guests with a smile on his face, happy that they were able to make it. He was dressed in a white suit with gilded blue gems for buttons, with a white tophat decorated with blue crystals to go with the outfit. An elegant white fur cape completes the look, with the blue fabric fading to white and studded in blue gems. It’s as if he wants to be looked upon as a paragon of nobility and grace, though he is oblivious to this fact. He only wanted to throw the best, and for that, he also had to dress the best.
The guests had assembled by the hall, though this is nearly half of the invited. Some more are coming, while others will be late. Normally he would not tolerate tardiness, but for this occasion? You’d only be late if you missed the fireworks. It’s not that he expected people to be late, but because he understood that people have other things to tend to before coming to the party. What matters the most is they made it, and he wants this event to be memorable.
“My friends and family, mentors and colleagues, I welcome you all. I thank you for your attendance at this soiree. May you find the food to your liking and the atmosphere festive. I’ll save the speech for later but, until then, enjoy.” He addressed the crowd, and soon after left to go meet his colleagues. In addition to Francois’ colleagues, his siblings are also free to invite whoever they want. That goes for Roxanna as well, as she is already regarded as a part of this family.
Post Word Count - 941 Total Personal Word Count - 941 / 2000 
