Once again, the scent of a fireplace. I go out in the cool autumn evening, inhale deeply and smell of wood smoke fills me the lungs. It seems Christmas. I imagine the smell of chestnuts. Once again, the mind wanders through memories and dreams. It no longer knows what is true. It 's a strange evening. I feel sad and happy at the same time. I wish I was as light as a feather and fly over the rooftops, spying on people in homes warm dinner. I want to be a cat in front of the fireplace and watch the flames dance. I would be the flames of the fireplace and dance with them that infernal sabbath.
breathe again this strong scent of home, memories of ancient times. And within.
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