Saturday, September 01, 2007

The Watchfire

The first spark flickers in the heart of darkness. The scintillating display develops as a flint scrapes against the other, squealing in agony. As the sparks scatter and falls below, the twigs and dry leaves below are set ablaze. The flame licks the dry wood, envelopes it and becomes one with it. A Watchfire is born.
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