11:14 AM
At home, the longest day of the year would be marked by Summerfest. The puppeteers would put on elaborate plays, and the minstrels would play long after the sun went down. Bonfires would be built at sundown, and young men and some young women, many of whom had had more drink than sense, would try to jump over them in the believe that Eda would bless the harvest the higher they jumped. There'd be feasting, both in Buckkeep Town and up at the castle, and the drink would run free.
As a lad I'd always been more keen on Springfest and Winterfest, but it's been some time since the last time I celebrated a Summerfest. The traditions here are different, but I occasionally would see echoes of home, not least because there was a celebration at all.
I'm under the impression that the longest day of the year is celebrated across worlds, which makes me wonder what the celebrations are like in other universes.
As a lad I'd always been more keen on Springfest and Winterfest, but it's been some time since the last time I celebrated a Summerfest. The traditions here are different, but I occasionally would see echoes of home, not least because there was a celebration at all.
I'm under the impression that the longest day of the year is celebrated across worlds, which makes me wonder what the celebrations are like in other universes.