"I just don't know what to do!" Marla wailed. "The fire went out and I can't get it back. I did the dance. I sang the songs. I went out after the falling-rain sounds, when the gods sometimes leave fires behind after their battles, but none of it worked and now I'm cold."
"Have you tried using friction between two rough surfaces to generate heat among small chips or threads of flammable material, preferably in the presence of a volatile chemical, thus encouraging the initiation of a self-sustaining oxidation reaction?"
"T'cha, Maureen," said Marla. "I didn't know you were superstitious."
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