The Hidden Luna
Most of the girls had switched from ball gowns to jeans or skirts.
There was a bonfire.
Pyrotechnic red-orange flames roared as its embers glowed bright orange, the smoke spiraling upwards into the atmosphere.
The smell of the fire was mellow, perhaps it was due to the delicious smell of rich, tangy, sweet, and spicy barbecue going around, or possibly, it was probably the smell of sweet seductive pheromones being released by some teenagers.
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