The Spark Kiln
Burning bright for all to sit by is the warm hearth in the Worlds' End Inn. It is the glow that illuminates the Inn’s many windows and the beckoning light that welcomes many a weary traveler as they open up the old and creaking door. Those who have been there longest will tell you that one day the golden flames quite simply just blazed into existence on a cold and dreary autumn day. Where before there had only been well-stocked embers, there now burned a roaring fire so high it touched the rafters of the high roof--not burning anything however. Now all those who gathered there to swap tales about their journeys and far-fetched adventures in far-away lands sit by it in comforting community and warmth. Every so often one might even see a figure dance among the flames, trailing sparks and talking excitedly in the same crackling tones as the burning logs.