I've heard it said that you must burn up all the blocks (believing they are made of wood or straw) that make for stumbles. I'm stubborn and convinced that I can be self-reliant through tricks of the mind. So I try - and see it burning up hot as the oven in the horseshoer's shop. Forging my days with the heat from the burning, I make something where there was only raw ore before. This image is a lot easier to maintain in the cool days of fall.
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