His sad eyes observed them from a distance. His intensive gaze folled their every move. They had no idea, because he had hid himself well enough. They did everything without rush. The noy tarted fire. He had kneld downin fron of it and bowed from time to time to blow the sparkles. To this sad creature the humand were something knew. He had never seen any of them, he was told, however, that humand are pure evil. Now, he was here observing these tiny creature, who worshipped a pile of twigs. They didn't seem too dangerous at all. They looked so fagile without horns, fangs or claws. Suddenly, a small flame started lucking the pile of twigs. He wasshocked and scared beyond belief. Humans could rise the god of fire. They must be extremely powerful and cruel. Fire was known for its insatiate greed. Everyone knew that no prayers would stop it and no sacrifice was good enough.
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