Log Entry 77: Addendum
Celestial Year 999, Summer 50, Afternoon
It is with great delight that I have managed to recover this logbook. I had feared it lost for good after the recent chaos, but as luck would have it one of the many Yaks involved in the clean-up efforts recognized it as mine and returned it. According to her, it somehow managed to end up on the roof of a building three streets out. One corner is slightly singed, but my notes are thankfully intact.
The crisis has passed and the community is now in recovery, though it was but by the skin of our teeth.
Once everyone realized where the torch had landed, the celebrators quickly turned into a fleeing mob, one which swept me up along with them. It was a fine thing that they did, for within a minute’s passing the entire structure erupted in a massive pillar of flames that managed to even punch a hole in the clouds.
Faust’s Grace must have been with us, for the sheer heat seemed to have flash-baked the mud walls into a stone-like hardness that directed the brunt of the blast up rather than out. Even now, hours later, the empty shell of the building is too hot to approach, glowing if not for the light of the sun.
For the sun has indeed risen again.
I do not know what has transpired in Equestria (be it some resolved inconvenience of the princess or the vanquishment of some threat I cannot even begin to imagine), but within minutes of the distillery becoming a flaming beacon, the moon did finally set and the sun rose in turn, taking its rightful place in the midday sky.
Prince Rutherford calmed the crowd and was quick to praise both himself and the community as a whole for having the strength to “smash sun’s pride” and “teach it hard lesson”. Though, in his magnanimousness, he announced he would “allow sun to continue normal duty. So long as it not try that long night again.”
With that, the Yak’s solstice celebration came to a close, with all participating members confident in their direct influence over the course of the heavens and that they’d succeeded in putting the sun in its place. I elected not to correct them. I doubt they would believe me anyway.
And so too does my time in their village draw to a close. I have learned much that will take quite more than this meager logbook to document, and I greatly look forward to doing so once I return to somewhere with a functioning train line. Already my pack has been loaded with Yak cuisine, and most of my less critical tools and trinkets distributed as gifts. I hope they get some enjoyment out of my portable record player before someyak smashes it.
But beyond physical gifts, I also have received something of far more value and importance: an invitation to return for their Long Night festival in half a year’s time.
I must say I am quite looking forward to it. I do not know what it will be like, but I do not doubt it will consist of quite a good deal of smashing.
And as I have learned, that is certainly something worth celebrating.
Story over? Yak smash!
Smart idea on the festival and Yona cameo.
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That was a refreshing approach on the theme, liked the idea of how their mindset and celebration would go

Writing wise the first chapter was a bit dry though, a bit to much in the explanation side.
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