The town buried its tragedies under flowers and festivals, sewing seeds of beautiful flowers in the bones of their defeated foe. Each spring, their hated enemy bursts into bloom. They celebrate not only the death of the beast that claimed so many lives, but it's rebirth into something beautiful. Eventually, over the years, memory of the tragedies fades, and all that remains is a skeleton the blooms all colors of the rainbow in the spring. It is a sight to see.
AKA: Firewyrm likes flowers, writing, and dragons.