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The Atruozan Summer Festival is effectively a New Year's Celebration, lasting 10 days starting on the summer solstice (the start of the new year). It welcomes the short period of warmth that the world grants us poor mortal heathens, as the all-mightly Great Spirits in the skies constantly are trying to further encroach upon us our impending demise. Life is a struggle, and when you are spending 9 months of your year under ice, you best be frickin celebrating the return of the sun and relative warmth from the frozen hell that is your life and soul. Yes, you, reader, are a fucken cold-hearted murderer. Every piece of garbage you threw out, every piece of plastic or wood that you used, broke, desposed of, all without giving thanks to the spirits, or caring for those of the wildlife you are affecting, you caused more animals to die, more poor souls to have to move on before their time thanks to your pollution, you sick monsters. And as you enrage the spirits further by ignoring their pleas, we're the ones that have to deal with the Great Snowy Owl Spirit and the Great Southern Wind Spirit, who work together to try to kill us all off every winter, and every winter, more of us fall prey to their rage. I hope you feel sorry for yourselves.
General schedule/happenings of the Festival
The Festival starts at dawn on the summer solstice, which is to say it starts at some random point in time that the people generally consider in consensus to be "morning", as the sun really has been up for at least a week at this point, and you are basking in all of its glory, as you watch the owl's blood slowly wash away from the earth and into the seas, giving rise to life anew.
At morn, everyone in the village starts off their day by putting on nothing but the most meagre of undergarments, and running outside to the centre of the village in the semi-nude, or for those elders and adults who've proven their worth and earned their right to do so, with their birthday suit on full show. Once everyone assembled, a traditional dance called the enin-ytxis is performed, wherein everyone in the village thanks the Great Northern Wind Spirit for blessing them with the comfort of warmth and the end of the bitter cold that year, all while letting loose guttural screams listing off all the souls with whom they bear anger or hate or distaste (which usually results in calling out all the polluters, food wasters, deaf souls, owl killers, and warm-climate northerners), in order to cleanse their spirit of the black and green, by letting all the anger fly away like little naked cupids, releasing it all as a volley of arrows towards the skies, so that the spirits of their ancestors may hear it when darkness comes once more, and they return upon the aurora, in order to let them feel pride in the strength of their descendants for not taking a fucking harpoon to their skulls with all the bullshit they have to deal with.