Magic is real then but it’s fire unconstrained by the wisdom necessary not to get burned. As I grew older I learned to capture the lightning and the fire. It’s not as hot, but I do not cherish the hearth for its ability to scorch me, I can still hurt myself with it plenty. But it will keep me plenty warm and it will feed me and comfort me far better than the bonfire I burned myself on as a kid.
Magic is real then but it’s fire unconstrained by the wisdom necessary not to get burned. As I grew older I learned to capture the lightning and the fire. It’s not as hot, but I do not cherish the hearth for its ability to scorch me, I can still hurt myself with it plenty. But it will keep me plenty warm and it will feed me and comfort me far better than the bonfire I burned myself on as a kid.