Campfire

The aeromancy of the autumn foliage on the birch tree reminded him that a long winter was coming. In all his years, the prediction rang true, and soon he would awake after a cold sleep to feel the earnest need for a fire. He would not hesitate to don his shoes, go running deeper into the wood, and seek dry fodder for the smoke filled heat. Fire warnings aside, Bill camped out in all weathers and a chilled morning required warmth.

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