Chapter one hundred and fourty four

The next morning the city was bubbling with more joy than it usually was on the day of the most favorite festival day at Beladonia. It was as if this special and unique celebration raised the ambient soul of the community to a broad shared smile. Mine included. It was a levitation we shared, as it raised us all up to a higher plane of emotional health, the jubilation weaves the crowd together as the most magnificent of cloths. Two middle aged blonds smiled and walked past me only before they quickly managed to bowed slightly, chorusing a loud and clear; "Good morning!" I only returned a warm kind smile as I tried to hide the screaming and screeching that roared inside of my head. It was truly a good morning indeed! A better morning if I may say. Although it wasn't as magical as one would say, since we'd only just found the cure the night before, and to add, tons of septic were still seen moping around. But on the brighter side, the cure has been found. After all this long while.