The Dragon Within

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The firetable was a delight, of course. The notion of sitting outside on the deck in the midst of wintery wind was made possible by this, the warding off of the cold. But, while the others crowded round the striped cushions and sat mesmerized by the flicker, I stood, aloof.

What held me there? Why couldnt the flames warm the coldness in my soul?

I see the flames create a dragon, a reprimand to me, THIS is what is inside you! YOU are this fierce creature who does not cower at adversity! 

But, I walk back into the chalet, unconvinced.

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