"It's to show we care. So the gods will feel welcome and wanted." The old priest droned his trained reply.
He sighed. "So says the doctrine, truth is. I believe it's to give the people peace of mind. They see an abundant party with a giant pyre, no expenses held. They will see that we can afford it. They will feel safe and happy. The festive mood will inspire them to bring great gifts, make promises to oneself or just enjoy a well deserved party."

The old man stared into the fire, the light from the flames lit up his parchment like skin to a warm hue.
"This is a time to feel alive. To make changes and to enter a new chapter in your life my boy."

The priest looked at the silver trinket, it wasn't to him to judge worth.
"Maybe this time you bring something truly special. Something that means something to you. A young man like you should have ambitions."