“Fireflies danced around her like embers after someone has thrown a log into the stove.” — Heather O'Neill Copy Share Image
“That evening we sat around the campfire. The clouds that had gathered overhead all day broke up and the moonlight shimmered on the Cocus River. The current glittered a silvery reflection. Nor was the Jungle dark. Hundreds of fireflies danced… — Yossi Ghinsberg Copy Share Image
