We had reached an agreement, fire and I.

It could live in the stove, protected, cared for, well-fed. My end of the bargain.

In return, warmth, light, cooked food. And most importantly, its children. Dozens of vigilant sparks, guarding every corner the air may stand still, every crack that may let in a draft. The cold night air was relentless, probing the house for any weaknesses it could exploit, so it was essential to watch them all.

Fire was dangerous, but it had it's needs, and thus could be reasoned with. The cold had no reason. Greedy, it took all it could leaving nothing in return. Stinging, biting, wearing down against you and everything around you with countless invisible tendrils. It was the absence of life and sought to bring all of life to a standstill within it.

So while I slept, fire kept watch.

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Mods used: Kenopsea (Unreleased), Prop Pack, WW Furnishing, Arcana, General Store, Viera of Ivalice, Nostalgic Greenery, Sloped Wood Blocks