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Thalassa watched nervously as the flames reached higher. Were they far enough away from the treeline?
“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Gale said, joining her.
“Hmm? Oh, yes, I suppose.”
“You seem worried. Not the typical mood for a celebratory bonfire.”
Thalassa sighed, “I know, it’s just that Mielikki expects us, well, me, to keep an eye on fire and prevent it from getting out of control. This one is… big.”
“Would it comfort you if I asked Shadowheart to prepare Create Water?” Gale offered.
Thalassa returned his smile appreciatively. “That would help.”
“Someone has to look out for our fearless leader.”