[CENTER][h1][color=f49ac2]Welcome to the Witchlight Carnival![/color][/h1][/CENTER] 

[CENTER][color=82ca9d][h2]The First Hour Begins...[/h2][/color][/CENTER]

The dandelion seeds fly upwards as the air takes them and her wish away. Whether that wish would be granted or denied by the fates remains unknown yet. Morgran snaps her attention back to the present moment as he mentions, "Ya know ya were speakin' in rhyme, right?" He seems somewhat concerned that she had been speaking in rhyme in that moment. But the awkwardness passes as he clears his throat.

He then asks Miss Light, "Well, I don't reckon we're supposed to just stand here the entire time. What are we supposed to do now? I'll follow yer lead, Miss Light," He then looks to the map that the Elderly Goblin handed them and he asks, "What do you suppose is at all these locations on the map?" 

Naturally, the man wouldn't be sure what to do at a carnival, especially considering that the Kingdom of Valerith outlawed everything fun and creative. But his point remains clear for Miss Light: Where will she be going and what will she be doing? The Carnival is now open to her and Morgran for the both of them to explore, and it is only the First Hour.