We were watching the coals, the crackle and spit of the bright sparks.
The glowing so deep within.
The gentle movement between light and dark.
When GrandFather said quietly, "A mountain fire tells many tales".
I waited patiently as I knew one of these may follow.
And it did...
A tale of immense storms and difficult challenges; of elusive summits and dark valleys; of grey wolves and grizzled bears; across the rushing rivers and polished rocks; and especially of ephemeral spirits and elements of many kinds.
Mountain fires do indeed share many tales with all of us..... DSD
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