A worried colonel

It was night. Three months after they arrived at Goliath. Although that day of the month was a holiday, everyone was working until eight o'clock at night, especially the military. 

In Goliath, people were prohibited from celebrating any holidays. At most, they could do a little party or banquet in their houses, invite some close friends, and this sort of thing. However, there was no such thing as a general celebration where the streets got filled with lights, people, and food stalls. 

Excessive noise was not allowed there, though this rule was not meant for low-scale things, but rather something as big as in the previous example. 

The Colonel of Stokil fortress was walking across the streets, heading to the headquarters for the umpteenth time since she arrived at Goliath. She had some things to talk about with the General. Probably, it would unfold in a big reunion with the other higher-ups.