Post by Gates on Dec 27, 2018 20:58:28 GMT
New Orleans for its immortal moniker of the Big Easy was ever on the move. It took a managerial hand as deft as The Hecatoncheires. Ever moving carefully applying just the right amount of force and velvet. Phantasmally there and not all at once. In other words there was always several thousand balls kept juggling at any time. Even as practiced as He was occasionally things slipped through Gates grasp.
Those things left by the wayside were never any of the hundred or so parties and fetes thrown per month. Especially those at the years end and beginning. He doubted the kiss would ever truly lie down Alexandras showing at least years Mardi Gras but he was of a mind to at least lesson the impact of the show.
As such the yuletide festivities were their usual surfeit of glad-tidings and then some. Whereas year after year the cheer would wind down reaching the apex of its denouement with the Fleur De Lis drop at Jackson Square on New Years Eve. He had worked hard to insure that the drop would be an Apex and crowning jewel in the season’s festivities.
It was taxing overwhelming and a testament to the Kiss that they were able to pul together ply their strengths and involve the totality of the city. Bending the will of the people at large to party as if tomorrow would never come. From the would be hidden fae contingent to the blind mortal the city rolled like no ones business. It for one of the few times in its existence truly was the city of its myths. And the best was still to come.
Those things left by the wayside were never any of the hundred or so parties and fetes thrown per month. Especially those at the years end and beginning. He doubted the kiss would ever truly lie down Alexandras showing at least years Mardi Gras but he was of a mind to at least lesson the impact of the show.
As such the yuletide festivities were their usual surfeit of glad-tidings and then some. Whereas year after year the cheer would wind down reaching the apex of its denouement with the Fleur De Lis drop at Jackson Square on New Years Eve. He had worked hard to insure that the drop would be an Apex and crowning jewel in the season’s festivities.
It was taxing overwhelming and a testament to the Kiss that they were able to pul together ply their strengths and involve the totality of the city. Bending the will of the people at large to party as if tomorrow would never come. From the would be hidden fae contingent to the blind mortal the city rolled like no ones business. It for one of the few times in its existence truly was the city of its myths. And the best was still to come.
