"I really love this festival! I've always enjoyed yams over a fire. It's nice," Alex took a bite of baked yam from beside him. Allen looked at his girlfriend with a smile. The farmer's face was flushed from gathering the fallen leaves for the Foliage Festival. The light of the fire reflected the shine in her emerald eyes. The space around him felt warm and he didn't think it was the flames that did it to him. It came from the fire in his heart when he saw her smile. She was his ray of light.