Holiday

The peo­ple had lived under­ground for so long that all of the old cher­ished tra­di­tions from the sur­face had fad­ed, warped, mutat­ed and evolved over the mil­len­nia.

Cel­e­brat­ed every oth­er sev­enth year an per­son was required to sub­mit to ‘the dai­ly recon’. On this day you have to tal­ly up all the gifts you have been giv­en for the past 14 years, and all the gifts you have giv­en peo­ple, and make the columns bal­ance in any way pos­si­ble.

Where this tra­di­tion came from is a mys­tery.

How­ev­er the archives do list a ‘day of reck­on­ing’ that was the write of pas­sage for an old bar­bar­ian, on their first 14th birth­day they would go off into the low­er depths of the sew­er caves and bat­tle with the veil spore slim. If they returned they had earnt the right to choose their future.

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Writ­ing Prompt: Make up a hol­i­day that isn’t based on any­thing you’ve seen.