The coming of age celebration had just begun, ten young girls who'd just turned eighteen on this day, dat under a beautifully decorated pavilion, watching the dancers flow elegantly with the music.
The air was thick with merriment and excitement as the girls chatted quietly among themselves, their brightly colored clothing and adornments a vibrant contrast to the more subdued tones of the elder women.
Suddenly, a hush fell over the gathering as the sound of drums echoed through the pavilion before stopping, as all tries turned to the direction where a group of women made a grand entrance.
Breath caught in their throats as the women, led by the village women, stepped aside to reveal Mirian and Kira, then Reana, their beloved Luna, standing tall and radiant in her stunning red velvet gown.
