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An Evening Fire
A slight smile crept across the Bright Wizardâ€™s face as he watched the lingering embers dance among the ashes. There was a sense of completeness welling up inside him as if he had just fully satisfied himself with a sumptuous feast.
â€œI wonder,â€ he chuckled, â€œif the dwarves can garner such satisfaction from their ale...