3. Rapturous, incombustible, stranger
The stranger holds his audience in awe...
Who is he? Where has he come from? Nobody knows, and nobody cares.
The children all join in the rapturous applause as he sends the seemingly incombustible stones up into flames. They watch, enthralled, as sparks fly from the stranger's staff. His eyes twinkle and his mouth creases into a smile behind his thick, bushy beard, as he watches the little elflings 'ooh' and 'aah' at the firework display.
It has been long since he visited the Last Homely House. And yet not much has changed...
From behind him, a voice calls.
"Mithrandir?"
