A Fireplace
The sooty, stained bricks that made up the fireplace were visible in the fire’s warm glow. It slowly heated the room as I began to realize I know longer needed to be wearing so many layers. Shadows danced and flickered on the walls around me. There was no need for electricity on a cold, quiet night like this when the fireplace was lit. The fire’s light cast a sleepy haze over the room, as we heard the wood kindle and crack with its heat. The flames grew higher, licking their way slightly further up the chimney. The ...