Briefly, the nymphaeum glowed with a softer light, like a full moon. Piper smelled exotic spices and blooming roses. She heard distant music and happy voices talking and laughing. She guessed she was hearing hundreds of years of parties and celebrations that had been held at this shrine in ancient times, as if the memories had been freed along with the spirits.'What is that?' Jason asked nervously.Piper slipped her hand into his. 'The ghosts are dancing.
In a tranquil scene at the nymphaeum, the atmosphere was illuminated tenderly, reminiscent of a full moon’s light. The air was filled with enchanting scents of exotic spices and blooming roses, creating a magical ambiance. Piper felt as though she could hear echoes of joyful music and laughter, transporting her to a time long past when countless celebrations took place at this ancient shrine. The ambiance suggested that the memories of these historic gatherings were being released, alongside the spirits that once celebrated there.
Jason, feeling a bit apprehensive, questioned what was happening around them. In response, Piper reassuringly took his hand, indicating that it was the spirits of the past who were dancing. This moment not only illustrated the connection between the living and the memories of those who had come before, but also hinted at the celebration of life that transcends time, manifesting in the joy and beauty of the nymphaeum.
