well i'm just going to push another stick under mine and lean my one over that then push them closer to the fire and when it done all i have to do is eat it off the stick. in thery it should work...
or mabe one off you plot hole would be better Jimi
*Polgara starts to eat marshmellow*
What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...