Dawn was breaking, and the surface of the lake was as calm and unblemished as a mirror.
Blazing bonfires had been lit across the camp, casting their warm glow upon cheerful faces. Whole sheep slowly turned on iron spits above the flames, golden fat dripping onto the glowing coals and hissing softly as an enticing aroma filled the air.
People gathered closely around the fires. Some used wooden sticks to occasionally stir the embers, while others added firewood to control the heat, their faces beaming with anticipation and delight.
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