The air was clotted with ash; those still breathing were assaulted with the scent of burning flesh and smoldering branches. Tongues of flame licked away life as everyone fled. A single soul rose to face the blaze, a bear with a shovel.
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@33MHz Smokey the Bear is the only thing I can ever think of when I think of wildfires, so I extrapolated from there.
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