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I hunched over in the white ash, my long, thin tail twitching behind me. My knobby fingers dug through the dust, searching at the roots of a twisted plant. The wind brought the scent of more burning, and a quick glance across the mountain showed that the men were herding flame again. When I was young, I had feared the fire and the humans who controlled it, but having only narrowly avoided the ravages of a natural bushfire, I had learned a healthy appreciation for this strange activity. Besides keeping the mountain from burning up in one fell swoop, their fires created a steady and predictable supply of my favorite treat:

Burnt protea flowers. Continue reading →