Another dawn approaches- the light rustling of small animals unseen quiets as the horizon lightens to the east. Fireflies continue their coded messages in flight, reluctant to end a mating dance till it repeats again tomorrow. Are they something other? - is that a soft giggle or water rushing over the stones of the dark brook between the reeds? We cannot know if we do not attend the gathering. Wrap Party- Fantasy Faire 2015 June 13 noon till midnight SLT on Selidor Sim. Call for your coach!