The Bonfire
Emptiness… stillness… sounded aloud by the crackle of the bonfire that burns passionately, spurting its flames in a feeble attempt to lighten the surrounding darkness, a lingering figure who persists to rule the skies through all of this damned season. The festive cheer, and apparent gloom which shortly succeeds, of winter has yet to arrive, and though the air brings about silence, does the light and faint glow inside show the eagerly beating hearts of those preserved by innocence, locked away in their own private excitement of seeing Santa Claus getting stuck down the chimney.
The world has begun to rest in its frozen landscape, but the bonfire pervades in lighting the lives of those around it, who rejoice as the flame of life is rekindled after the setting of the sun. However, all good things must come to an end, and as the final leaves tumble softly to the ground and the fireworks crackle to a silence in the distance, is the silence in fact welcome as the world can finally breathe peacefully in its sleep.
The tranquil autumnal night has finally come again.
This is very, very old, but it holds a special place in my heart. It's fitting too, considering the date. Happy 5th November everyone!
I can imagine Ed in this world (so the mention of Father Christmas is appropriate!) sitting by the edge of a forest with Al watching fireworks exploding around them. And yet they can enjoy the calm and quiet of November too. That's my interpretation anyway, but I'm sure you can come up with something more original XD
Dawn