Disclaimer Saw this was still in my drafts folder and was never posted, and since Bungie apparently wants us to all live in the glory of past updates for a few more weeks/months, now seemed as good a time as any to finish it and post it. Wasn't doing any good in my drafts folder. Probably not my best work, and probably doesn’t match up with all the lore, but I don’t care lol. I hope a few of you find it amusing :) ------------------------------------------------------------------ Twas the Night before Festival, and high atop the Last City, Eris kneeled in an alley overcome with self-pity. “Oh!…[i]uh[/i]…” stammered a guardian, dangling a bag full of eyes. He began to tell his story, of how many Thrall he demised… “Well done guardian!” Eris said, wearing a smile like a mask “Here… is 25 rep! For handling this task!” -“Uh…can I ask what-” -“[b]No![/b] …You may not” The guardian backed away from the table, over which Eris wrought. She divided the eyes, first one jar, then a couple… She separated them all; the shriveled from the supple… In a dark corner of the Tower, the jars laid by a shard of Crota. Eris etched into candles five names: [i]Tarlowe, Agah, Toland, Eriana, and Mota[/i]. Drawing a sixth candle, she etched the name “Sov”… But clawed it back off, fighting through bitter sobs. “An eye for an eye, of those who tore you with teeth… (sigh)…this is [i]all[/i] I can do, to help you all rest in peace…” “Oooh…[i]fingertips[/i]… on the surface of my heart!” “…Uh… Eris?” she heard, as she stood with a start. -“..It’s.. Festival of the Lost” said Cayde, “…As you clearly well know… Uh, Speaker wants new traditions, since guardian morale’s pretty low...” “Look, I see I’m interrupting, but tonight he said we’re giving out candy. So, anyway, just came to tell you, brought you some boxes we had handy…” -“……candy? …[i][u]CANDY??![/u][/i] [b]Can you truly not see?![/b] You can keep your empty calories! This festival’s no comfort for me!” “First the pit! Now… [i]my Queen[/i].. I’ve seen my closest friends…” -“I know, you’ve told me, you’ve seen them meet their ends...” “Look, I know what you’ve been through, you hurt, and it shows. But it doesn’t get easier, and sometimes …[i]you just have to let it go[/i]…” -“I’ve lost [b][i]everything![/i][/b] Everyone I cherished! Do you know what it’s like?! To watch your friends [i][u]perish?[/u][/i]” “How can you say that?! Can’t you see past the gloss! You… with your [b]candy![/b] What do [i]YOU[/i] know of loss?!” She wept as she ran, back out to her table. Sorting her eyeballs; looking abnormally unstable. …Cayde paused for a moment… taking a candle from the crevice. He worked slowly with his blade, as he carved the name “[i]Tevis[/i]” With a spark from his blade, he set it ablaze. He stood for a moment, the flames far from his gaze. He started again, this time marking “[i]Andal[/i]”... He kept up his pace, marking [i]dozens[/i] of candles… Outside Eris mourned. Over her table she dribbled. She gazed at her sorted eyes, specifically at the shriveled… Glaring down as the boxes, she chuckled with brazen… Placing some eyes in a box, she wrote the word “[i]Raisins[/i]”…