Time passed beautifully.
By the night, most of the tired students and teachers had already retreated back to their tents to sleep while a few remained by the fire.
Those who remained were singing and dancing to the relaxing melody played by one of the students on his guitar. The bonfire was a beautiful sight, providing warmth to everyone. Most of the students gazed at the bonfire, transfixed by the vines of light tangling in the air. The brilliance, the warmth, the crackle of the logs... brought new life to the cold campsite. There was something mystic about those flames. It felt like a message from the earth, from nature itself, an encouraging note of warmth and energy.
