Boom,Crash!

The lights and sounds of the Dragon parade roared on, the night sky lit up with  orange,yellow and red fireworks. On any other occaison he would not partake in these festivities but he was on a break forced apon him by Pallas "do we really have to be here?. We could be using this time to find Atlas" he said with annoyence in his voice "no victories are won without a breather, have fun we haven't had that in a long time." The deep fatherly like voice told him softly in his head. Murphy sighed and grabbed a box of dragon fries from a nearby foods table, as several people in a dragon costume danced down the stteet, the chineie dragon's mouth shot flames periodically, warming up the market way.

The chinies  decorations reminded him of his small apartment in china town back on his world,  did I leave the stove on? he ponderd walking past two kids who were laughing and playing with sparklers.Probably did too, with my luck he thought, tossing a fry into his mouth.The boom and crash of drums and cymbols played on the street a few feet beside him the mezmorizing ryhtim causing him to bob his head up and down to the beat.