The Lore: Celebrated exclusively in the sinking village of Dusk-Hollow, this festival is held whenever the town experiences a massive collective tragedy that threatens to drag the floating boardwalks into the starlight muck.
The Traditions: Led by Mayor Barnaby "Brim-Up" Toofoot, the entire town launches a hyper-aggressive, mandatory 48-hour carnival. No one is legally allowed to sleep, sleep-walk, or brood. The Festival-Keepers blast thunderous folk music from floating barges, comedians perform on every street corner, and citizens are aggressively forced to drink warm starlight-moonshine and dance until their feet blister.
The Landscape Shift: The sheer, forced output of manic joy creates an anti-gravity psychic aura. Visitors can physically watch the massive ironwood stilts groan and screech as the entire town rises ten feet out of the mud, completely rescuing the village from drowning for another season.