Slowly, I felt a build up of magic. Coalescing within the wards. Within the forest. Those who were more sensitive to magic, would pick up on the building pressure. "But most importantly. We come here today to celebrate the rare day when light," my left hand rose, a white ball of fire ignited in my hand. And not of my doing. "And dark," my right hand rose, a black ball of fire was also ignited in my hand. "Are balanced in the ever changing energy we call magic."