The next morning, as soon as the sun was out, Ryan and Ethan met at a small stone bridge outside the guesthouse making their way to the park from there. It had fully come to life by the time they arrived with a vibrant haze of activities.
They drifted toward a long stretch of road lined with stalls that seemed to sell everything imaginable ranging from glittering handmade jewelry, custom name plaques to rows of oversized, fluffy plushies that looked soft enough to sink into.
The smell of baked goods from a nearby bakery, sweetened frozen yogurt and different flavours of waffle cone ice-cream filled the humid air.
As they moved past a kiosk covered in colourful flyers, a specific handout caught Ryan's eye. He stopped so suddenly that Ethan almost bumped into him. Ryan reached out to it, his fingers brushing the glossy surface of a flyer titled, 'Aetheria Moonlight: A Private Romantic Experience For Two.'
