ARRIVALS
As the clock ticks into the quadrangle, the excitement is palpable. The anticipation builds, and the atmosphere is charged with an electric energy. The crowd is abuzz, their minds racing with the prospect of the arrival of the most anticipated moment of the year. And then, without warning, it arrives. The spectacle unfurls, like a majestic tapestry, before their very eyes.
The stages are set, the lights aglow, and the announcer’s voice booms through the speakers, setting the tone for the main event. The crowd becomes transfixed, their senses heightened, their hearts pounding in unison with the pulsating rhythms. The air is electric, crackling with energy, as if the very fabric of reality is about to be rewritten.
The anticipation is almost too much to bear. The crowd holds its collective breath, poised on the cusp of a moment that promises to transcend the limits of human experience. And then, in a flash of light, it is upon them. The main event has commenced, and the world is irrevocably changed. The arrival has come, and nothing will ever be the same again.