This will have been my second New Years celebrated in Vallo--a thought that errs on the side of mind-boggling, if I let myself linger on it for too long--and I am always struck by how my people back home would likely appreciate the holiday. There is New Dawn, but given that being a holy day for a god they don't worship, perhaps not. And perhaps not all would line up quite so much for the overindulging on champagne and more bawdy revelry, but I can't help but think that a culture largely built around a cycle of rebirth would find reason to enjoy a holiday focusing on welcoming the ushering of a new beginning, bettering oneself, and so on.
Then again, the powers that be would likely just have decreed standing out in the sun to be part of the merriment, so it may be best left to celebrate by others.
That heretical thought aside, here is to a good new year for all. My resolution, as I am understanding that it is tradition to make one, is to not be displaced into ancient times, be maimed by fowl, or wake up without my magic. If I resolve to not do these things, certainly it will override whatever it is that keeps this place spinning. My logic is sound, surely.