|It's like Heaven opened up to participate in an evening filled with childlike wonderment.|
|A flurry of excitement as the children wait for the lantern to rise.|
|THERE! Flying peacefully away over the serenity of Lake Huron.|
|Our wishes could find their way to Canada, eh?|
|The delight on innocent faces.|
|W-w-what? I don't think that's supposed to- ARGH! IT'S PLUMMETING TO THE DEEP ABYSS BELOW!|
|There goes Hosanna's dream of a pony.|
Those lanterns must have been made by Snoop Lion, because they all went up in smoke. All four of them. So, you know, that flame was chronic.
Sorry, those of you who were counting on my wishes ushering in world peace.