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The Beginning of a Beautiful Friendship
I was relaxing at the Prancing Pony when a group of them took the table beside mine. They began to engage in the oddest practice – burning dried leaves and inhaling the smoke! Despite myself, the fire in my nature was fascinated; I asked if I might partake. Suspicious at first, when my enjoyment of the experience became obvious, they welcomed me as one of their own.
Perhaps tomorrow I shall see how they like my fireworks.
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