I've begun my studies here on the world of Delon, and I'm come at a fortuitous time: fifth carnival. I've never seen such a garish and beautiful public display in my life. The Delonites seem to spend lavishly on their frequent pageants and festivals, with the vivid reds and yellows acting almost in defiance of the stark landscape of this world. (Anthropologically, this is also interesting: the Delonites are almost always inclined to hoard their wealth and spend very cautiously, but their nature inverts nearly overnight to the most pure form of a gift economy that I've ever scene. However did this come about?)
I planned on merely taken notice of this from afar in my guest apartment, but my host Arran was quite insistent - she led me by the hand to the street level, and perhaps my observations are a bit less objective as a result, but I wouldn't trade the experience for anything. There are no words I can use to describe Delonian improvisational choir music, and its strands are still floating in my head.
The crescendo of fifth carnival is tomorrow, and Arran has invited me to the Stage for a competition they call the Looming. I wonder what we'll see there?