Winter Nights...

Alice loved the thought of cold winter nights, outside would be icy cold, but inside she would be snuggled up warm in front of a real log fire. She'd sit there and listen to the wood crackle and spit as the logs burned on the open flames, with each crackle a little wisp of fire would float upward, each wisp dancing like a firefly, as they made their way up the chimney.  I wonder where they all end up, Alice thought to herself, imagining somewhere in Wonderland there were hundreds if not thousands of magical wisps of fire dancing in the cold night time sky....