“It's a cold Autumn this year,” she said. “Let's start a nice fire.” And so the two women placed a few books within a circle of sooty rocks and Asteria lit them. After stoking the flames a bit, they then began tossing in the cursed books, one right after the other. The books were still complaining just before being thrown into the flames, although their voices cut off once they hit the fire. “What's this now? What are you—gah!”
