Bonfires bring out the strangers.
People laughing and drinking and throwing up and screaming and fighting and spitting. People bleeding. Somehow, the roar of the flames and the spirits flowing freely, awakens a fire inside. A dangerous one. Cleansing and destructive, an element all to it's own. A chemical poisioning, yet clearing.
Buzzing around in the dark, inner flames begin to lick at old wounds. And they all become animals.
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