Night 6 – Community Joy
Tonight, the village glows.
Lanterns sway softly.
Footsteps crunch in the snow.
Windows shine like friendly eyes.
No one walks alone.
Paths meet.
Laughter travels easily in the cold air.
The night is deep and purple,
but the light belongs to everyone.
In Coolgreany, the Lady watches the lanterns move
and knows this is how joy is made —
one light answering another.
BaBeeYaga whispers:
When we walk together,
the dark becomes a place of belonging.
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