I witnessed the year passing by through the smoke clouds of a bonfire.
I felt nothing less than a future seer, who can look into the future.
I on the other hand didn’t have to worry about how I will face what I saw, for I had already been through it.
I witnessed the logs burning and leaving the ash behind, not very dissimilar to my body drained of the energy worth of a year (most likely more).
I know fire doesn’t really have reflection properties, but I also witnessed a guy trying to feel something special about an artificial phenomenon defined by a group of people now celebrated by almost all homo sapiens around the globe.