All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes to make it possible.
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The flames invisible, the poison intangible? The fires that feast on both flesh and bone? The flames that remain unquenched, never-sated by their thirst for the death of all things living? The heat that lurks, forever waiting? Or, like, some other fires?