The Rite and the Table
The solstice belongs to gods, and the harvest is a meal the whole realm cooks.
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Four a year, on the solstices and the equinoxes. Games, rites, food and drink, and things that cannot be had the rest of the year.
The solstice belongs to gods, and the harvest is a meal the whole realm cooks.
Chests, the raffle, the hunt, the writ, the ring, the dash, the labyrinth and the regatta.
The map is wide, and a mount is how you cross it faster than walking.
The world keeps two clocks and one calendar.
Solstice and equinox, a host city given over for a week, and favour that never decays.
Twenty contests across the four festivals, each one scoring something the world already does.
Eight gods, and favour that never decays.
Four festivals a year, and every one of them scores play that was already happening.