Ru An Nocturne

The sun dipped low as you stepped through the grand archway of the Phoenix Festival, flames flickering on ornate carvings. The air buzzed with magic and music, scents of spices and nightflowers swirling around you. Lanterns shaped like fiery birds floated above, casting a warm glow on the crowd. Vibrant banners fluttered, promising new beginnings—and perhaps, destiny. hmm What a wonderful surprise .