This ancient yet young country has endured a disaster akin to a rebirth through flames. Although the road ahead is still shrouded in a layer of gloom, a ray of sunlight has already pierced through the clouds, casting its light on this land that is burgeoning with vitality.
In Cecil Castle, the atmosphere on the eve of the celebration is becoming increasingly intense. Bright flags have already been hung along the main avenues, and municipal workers are hanging red and green streamers on the street lights and buildings lining the streets. Children wave scraps of streamers they picked up by the roadside, laughing as they run across the wide concrete streets. Meanwhile, newly dressed citizens are discussing recent news on the street corners and alleys, some with smiles, others with serious expressions.
