Scene - Miyake has built a fire on the beach and invited his friend, Junko, to come and share it.

"It was the first time that Junko felt a certain 'something' as she watched the flames of a bonfire: 'something' deep down, a 'wad' of a feeling, she might have called it, because it was too raw, too heavy, too real to be called an idea. It coursed through her body and vanished, leaving behind a sweet-sad, chest-gripping, strange sort of feeling. For a time after it had gone, she had goosebumps on her arms...
'Tell me, Mr Miyaki, when you see the shapes that a bonfire makes, do you ever feel kind of strange?'
'How so?'
'I don't know, it's like all of a sudden you get very clear about something we don't usually notice
in our everyday lives. I don't know how to put it, I'm not smart enough, but watching the fire now,
I get this deep, quiet kind of feeling'
Miyake thought about it for a while. 'You know, Jun,' he said, 'a fire can be any shape it wants to be. It's free so it can look like anything at all depending on what's inside the person looking at it.
If you get this deep, quiet kind of feeling when you look at a fire, that's because it's showing you the deep, quiet kind of feeling you have inside of yourself. You know what I mean?'
'But it doesn't happen with just any fire. For something like this to happen, the fire itself has to be free. It won't happen with a gas stove or a cigarette lighter. It won't even happen with an ordinary bonfire. For the fire to be free, you've got to make it in the right kind of place. Which isn't easy.
Not just anybody can do it.'

The two fell silent for a while in the presence of the fire, each lost in private thoughts and letting time flow along separate paths."