Prelude 3

Aaron and Joe sat together in the Spotted Dog over a fine pint of Old Speckled Hen. A log fire roared in the hearth, warming the room and the hearts of the men. Outside winter raged and threatened to invade the tranquil scene, but not yet. First there was another round to be had, more good things to be said, jokes to be shared, silences to be enjoyed. Finally it was time for last orders and the two friends said their good byes, shook hands and parted into the wintery night. The log fire continued to glow for some time, mindless of the splendid thing that is friendship.