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"Wow!" Creatures awes with a murmur of wows. A shrew even flinched at the sight of the fire though he is far far away from her.

"And the fire burns through the thorns field like paper! If I wasn't in a hurry I would have stopped there and explored more about it, but there were angels on my tail so I just ran and jumped off."

"By the time I realized I was falling too fast and Uncle S was not gonna be there to catch me I paniced, and the fire lit up again. Took me a few minutes to learn how to control them so I could lift up my body with it." With a huge smile, Nonoth extinguished the fire in her palm.

"Those few minutes were really scary though!" She added. Luckily the soft-hearted deer hasn't wake up yet, otherwise she would faint again.

"Why is that place soaked in blood?" A small bird with horns on her head asks the question that obviously has been on lots' mind but no one has the courage to really ask.

"Well later on I found out that the altar is the dining table of my uncle S. He's NOT a person of table manner." Nonoth shakes her head in disapproval, a posture what grown-ups would do when they say that about her.

"Who is this Uncle S and how large would he be if a huge altar is just his dining table?"

"He visits us from time to time on the cloud, always in the form of a snake when he visits. He says it's easier for him to travel."