Perhaps it would be best if you imagined it as your own fancy bids, assuming it will rise to the occasion, for certainly I cannot suit you all." Everything about Omelas is so abundantly pleasing that the narrator decides the reader is not yet truly convinced of its existence and so elaborates upon the final element of the city: its one atrocity. The narrator reflects that "Omelas sounds in my words like a city in a fairy tale, long ago and far away, once upon a time.
The specific socio-politico-economic setup of the community is not mentioned the narrator merely claims not to be sure of every particular. Omelas has no kings, soldiers, priests, or slaves. The vibrant festival atmosphere, however, seems to be an everyday characteristic of the blissful community, whose citizens, though limited in their advanced technology and communal (rather than private) resources, are still intelligent, sophisticated, and cultured. In Omelas, the summer solstice is celebrated with a glorious festival and a race featuring young people on horseback. The only chronological element of the work is that it begins by describing the first day of summer in Omelas, a shimmering city of unbelievable happiness and delight.
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