Easter of the Ages!

[Triton Augustus]

As he wandered about the seafloor of an ocean fashioned by the hands of mainlanders, Triton happened upon an egg with the hue of the setting sun painted across its small rounded skin. Like the earth that surrounded it, the egg's surface was home to algae, telling of the time passed since it descended beneath the waters.

Triton took it up in his scaled hands, and the islander was quickly confounded. Its source was no bird or reptile, but the hands of man; a substance smooth as the stones by the river, yet brittle as ice residing over the waters after a deathly cold.

Oceanus wandered through the deep to find Triton and the egg. Its head tilted, sharing in Triton's confusion.

Triton surfaced himself, along with his reptilian companion. Pursuing its towering friend, the iguana hastened its clawed steps as the caster of the shadow beneath which it crawled sauntered across the sand.

"Why do mainlanders desire to fashion such things, Oceanus? And, if one fashions such a shape to admire, why form it from a substance broken by the weak? Furthermore, why place a creation beneath the waves where it lies far from the gaze of admirers? Truly, little friend," the islander spoke as he placed the egg within a canister for waste, "the mysteries of those who my caretakers sought refuge from reveal themselves in ways unknown to me each day."

[Avice Locke]

Avice can't remember celebrating when Easter came around. It was hardly about the eggs or candy as much as it was of the old religion. As she lived near the coast of the old worlds she would have a thick book to read from and smacked upside her head when she refused to read it. While she doesn't remember much of what it said, because she could hardly read at the time, she would talk to the sailors and they all had a different answer as to what Easter was. A reason to drink, a reason to spent time with your family, Rebirth, Eggs, candy, and bunnies of which she never understood the significance or connection to the holiday.

However, as she got older she would understand connecting the dots and realizing what everyone meant. She found some good fun in the celebrations and the variation of the holiday was always good stories and spirits. She found one town who would have its citizens fill eggshells with glitter and confetti to surprise their neighbors and peers with a mess to entangle in their hair by cracking them on their heads. Which was also the case if they had just raw and rotten eggs to add with it. Quite a smelly celebration by the end of the night but the Egg cocktails might have been the best she ever had.

[Sir Galahad]

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