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====** VIKING TALES! The sun had just set, turning the sky from its vivacious ocean blue to a bloodcurdling black. It was sixty degrees out, but with the howling wind, it felt like forty-five. The wooing sounds of an owl could be heard from the trees afar. Leaves were crackling as little crawlers trotted through the woods. The blazing inferno soared to new heights as the ever-increasing winds gained more momentum. **==== ====** Thirty-one starry eyed seniors sat around the blazing inferno with their teeth chattering to no end. Instantaneously, they all began to reminiscence on their past four years of high school. Each student spoke of a memory that they will always have of their favorite teacher. Michael was the last to tell of his favorite memory. He told his class mates of his memories of Mrs. Smith. She was the greatest History teacher at South Granville High. Everyone missed her dearly since her passing the previous semester. As Michael shared his most joyous memory, tears began to roll down the cheeks of the entire group. As the group began to dry their tears, they decided that they should do something in memory of their beloved teacher. Alexis remembered that at the end of every class period Mrs. Smith would give her class a moral with a story to match. Unanimously, the class decided to each write down their favorite moral along with the story and at the end they would toss the papers into the fire and watch the pieces of ashes float into the atmosphere. **====