Midsummer Bonfires

In this story we return to the magical atmosphere of Midsummer Night, where the dancing flames of fire became symbols of endless possibilities and secrets, blending reality with illusion.

We celebrated Midsummer Night in a meadow just nearby. It felt as if people from all around had gathered there. Flames erupted from the earth, reaching up to the sky. Their comforting heat warmed my hands and seeped through my body, all the way to my beating heart. Dazed eyes could not look away from the carefree, dancing flames. In their movement, one could see everything the imagination desired - fragmented dreams, ancient stories written in the glow of fire, a burning sky torn apart by golden sparks, and perhaps even the universe’s hidden secrets embedded in the language of flames.

It was this endless possibility that etched itself into my memory - reality breaking all laws of physics, confined within a breathtaking illusion.