Monday night’s reading of celebrated author Neil Gaiman’s work was an uproarious success to some. The many shops and local restaurants situated around the green enjoyed record numbers of visitors who thronged the center of town in their best Gaiman cosplay. Even the churches surrounding the town green report unheard of numbers of visitors when many took refuge from the raging fire under the steepled roofs.
Fire Marshall, Tameka Swan, reported to the town council this morning that the town gazebo, installed in 1951, was destroyed beyond repair. She has also sat the entire council down, including Mayor Winnabee and his ineffable husband, Gary, and given them a firm talking to. “Have none of you heard of Smokey the Bear?” Commissioner Swan was reported to say. “Which one of you had the bright idea to put four hundred lit candles up under a gazebo? I have half a mind to arrest everyone one of y’all for arson. Good lord, what am I going to do with this town?”
Whether or not the famous author attended the reading before the gazebo went up in flames is a hotly debated subject among the townsfolk. While there were many reported sightings of him, there were also large numbers of attendees who mistook the cosplay invitation as instructions to cosplay Gaiman himself. This led to many cases of mistaken identity and equally as many cases of mistaken applause by a crowd eagerly awaiting their favorite author.
Contributing to the confusion, the town was hit by a late March snow squall which dumped several inches of fresh powder on everyone’s cosplay. “It’s like Halloween all over again!” one resident complained, shivering in her best Delirium cosplay.
How the fire broke out, no one is certain.
While many town residents are understandably distraught over the loss of our beloved gazebo, some think the fire was still worth it. It “raised their Instagram game to the next level.” A town meeting will be held the Wednesday after next, April 6th, at 6:00 pm to determine whether the town deserves another gazebo.
Mayor Winnabee will also be holding a more informal vote on whether to claim the author Neil Gaiman as a “Local Artist.”
As for this reporter, who arrived at the event with a view of the candlelit gazebo, stately pillar candles lining the length of the town green, and the quiet buzz of a crowd full of Angel Islingtons, I can only say the night was lit.