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I'm so glad you came by today! Please be seated, and I'll pour some wine. Would you like fruit, and perhaps a few olives? But I digress.
As I was saying...
I began my journey by passing through Celtia, and there was a festival going on.
Beltaine, I think they call it.
Anyway, I'm standing there, at the top of this huge hill with a blazing fire before me.
Bel Fires, I think they call it.
Although I'm not of Celtish persuasion, I surmise that in order to be fertile, I'm supposed to try to make a jump over the fires.
As I ponder what the best approach might be, I hear two sets of footsteps approach from behind. Not wanting to hold up the line, I courteously step to my left, allowing the young couple to pass...
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