Northwesterly winds spoke of heat and fire:
"With the right fuel for flame, I am a ferocious foe indeed.
I would whip these hills into a frenzy.
Alight this heat-stroked landscape mercilessly.
Just like this sky at sunset, in a blaze of orange, yellow and red.
For now, I cool your burning skin.
For later, I give breath to the fire."
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