Shadows dance in the flames.

A subtle glow illuminates the darkened skies.

Warmth coats me like the first snow. 

Crackling caresses my lonely ears.

That's what this is--

Emptiness.

Even the logs crunmble

Under the unwiltering attack,

Leaving me once more,

Just like every time before.

But the Shadows keep me company.

They do not leave.

They do not judge. 

They just dance freely.

They rise with smoke.

They spread with the embers,

Calling to those they seek.

Those few.

Those lost.

Those who need a home.

What perfect company.