Was quiet and cool.
Explosions soon brought flashes of sunlight with the thunder of sounds that sent a wave of emotions through all.
Screams soon complimented the explosions and it wasn't long before fire danced recklessly in the moonlight.
Untamed.
Unkept.
Free to do as it saw fit.
But it chose to stay and observe the hectic scene before it.
And carried on watching until the sun arrived.
"2 things are not what they seem"
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Do you see conflict?
Or celebration?
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