The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 20)

Today was finally the day. The bonfire festival, sure, but that was every year. There would never be another today. Today was the day that Sorcerer would be coming to visit and maybe even stay. Probably, he imagined, as he couldn't fathom a reason Artorias wouldn't allow Sorcerer to join. He wasn't associated with this Syndicate group he mentioned at the meeting and he had been nothing but good to him over the last year.

He was anxious and paced in his room as he waited for the time to come. As soon as Artorias called, his breathing and heart stopped. It was time to go meet Sorcerer. After giving him directions from the Bifrost to the festival, he took one last look in a broken mirror and finally breathed. What was he so anxious for? Well, it was probably because he had additional plans for tonight. He couldn't think about them though, or he'd get too nervous. He just needed to wait for the right time, and that would only come after he got Artorias final word on Sorcerer joining him here permanently.

Finally Grim worked up the courage to leave his room and made his way down to where many others had gathered in the plains. The bonfire was ready to be lit and so many had already gathered, making it a bit harder to see if Sorcerer had arrived yet or not.

"Speech!"