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The Boy And His Fire

The boy sat in front of the fire.
His hair had turned grey from the smoke, and his eyes red.
He watched the fire.
He watched the fire dance and burn, leading its red ribbons around itself, spinning and twisting every which way. The fire sang as it danced, popping the park of its wood fuel and cracking it too.
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