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The merriment of the harvest festival surrounded Lariette and Ruediger. They had been here since half-past two in the afternoon when the sunlight still filtering warmly through the puffy clouds.
Despite the night had fallen, the excitement still buzzed through the festival grounds.
Everyone, including visitors from other villages and districts, happily celebrated the closing of the harvest season before winter arrived.
After having lunch with Paul and Melissa, Lariette and Ruediger headed to the festival. Upon their arrival, they saw the field had been transformed into a merry festival grounds.
Colorful ribbons were hung like streamers from tree branches, fluttering as children ran beneath them. The vendors operated at the rows of booths made from old timber, decorated by garlands of dried wheat and marigolds.
