He's a fire on a cold, windy night. Perpetually warm. Can't stop staring at it. It washes away all of the stress, sadness, anger. The fire's intense, best viewed from far away. If you get too close, show the fire just how cold you are, how much you need it, you might get burned. Inhaling the smoke might make you not able to breathe. The glow dims sometimes, but all it takes is a small spark or the falling of the wood to cause it to roar again. This fire is a magical fire. It doesn't just give off warmth in the coldness; it gives off happiness. Joy. It makes anyone around it simply elated.