The aroma of rice porridge filled the cottage.
A child with pointy ears and a pumpkin leaf on his head was leaning in front of the hearth, adding new wood to the fire. Next to him sat a red-haired girl, eating honey and watching the fire.
"I think the fire could be a little bigger."
"I don't think so. If it's any bigger, it will become blurry."
"I don't think it's blurry."
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