Literature
The End or the Beginning, Chapter Twenty-Seven
Hope Rekindled. THE SOUTHERN PROVINCES The next evening, after having a good sleep, and then partaking of the day’s festivities Durnazshar clad in his dress robes, walked into the Concert Hall where the performance was being held, it was already filling up, the Dignitaries that had turned up were all either seated or been seated now, and everyone else was filing in. It was all very elegant and proper, and although there was a good feeling in the air, there wasn’t that much talking. Durnazshar had to admit he missed the chaos of a Gelfling or a Podling gathering. Skeksis and UrRu gatherings were very reminiscent of their former people, all very solemn and either pompous or contemplative depending on which side was doing it, and he realised that was something they had remembered from their former lives! The UrSkek filing into the hall spoke in low voices. Although there were laughter and smiles, there was none of the organized chaos that heralded a Gelfling or Podling