Well, a world can hardly celebrate something on its own; The residents are left to that.
In my world, it originated as a festival to mark the end of harvest, hence the widespread use of pumpkins. They were hollowed out to use as lanterns. I suppose a motif of death does make sense given that with the end of the harvest season comes the onset of winter.
[And Death has certainly been on Javert's mind... particularly since the last thing he had done in the waking, living earth was take his own life. He droops a little, his own visage oddly gloomy.]
Yes... [It is more to himself than to Jaina.] It does seem that winter is almost upon us.
[A pause, his brow furrowing.]
Only La Toussaint falls between now and winter. This is unlike that holiday.
[Mirthless, grim smile.] It depends on which dead you mean.
[There were a vast number of condemned that were not worth honoring. Javert was also inclined to believe that his own early death wouldn't have been worth such festivities either.
As a general concept - speaking of none in particular. [Jaina tilts her head to the side.] You must have been rather devoted to your cause. What did you do, if I may so inquire?
[There's a pause before he decides to answer. It is in this silence that Javert takes on a rather weary appearance, perhaps a flash of confusion before his composure returns. He speaks tersely.]
Formerly an Inspector of the police.
[Javert could not for the life of him guess if the woman was a working woman or of a higher class. Her state of dress was too strange for him to understand.]
[A woman governor? And of a nation he never heard of! Unusual indeed. It didn't seem suitable for a woman to be in such a position, and he couldn't say it sat right with him. Still, he did not comment on that; the corner of his mouth merely turned downward.]
Formerly an Inspector, Mam'zelle. [His gaze is cast downwards, his mouth twisted in a grimace.] You may call me only Javert.
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[Murmurs as an addendum] They have a gloomy countenance, similar to the Reaper. Hardly like any festivities!
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In my world, it originated as a festival to mark the end of harvest, hence the widespread use of pumpkins. They were hollowed out to use as lanterns. I suppose a motif of death does make sense given that with the end of the harvest season comes the onset of winter.
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Yes... [It is more to himself than to Jaina.] It does seem that winter is almost upon us.
[A pause, his brow furrowing.]
Only La Toussaint falls between now and winter. This is unlike that holiday.
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... La Toussaint? I don't think I'm familiar with it.
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[A low hmph]
It is to honor the dead, but I had little need to celebrate such things. [Nor was he a religious man, after all.]
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...do you believe the dead are not worth honoring?
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[There were a vast number of condemned that were not worth honoring. Javert was also inclined to believe that his own early death wouldn't have been worth such festivities either.
Suicide discounted him from it, anyway.]
Duty did not wait for festivités. I kept busy.
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Formerly an Inspector of the police.
[Javert could not for the life of him guess if the woman was a working woman or of a higher class. Her state of dress was too strange for him to understand.]
What of you?
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A pleasure to meet you, master Inspector.
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Formerly an Inspector, Mam'zelle. [His gaze is cast downwards, his mouth twisted in a grimace.] You may call me only Javert.
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If that is your wish.
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