Ghosts by the fire

They gathered around the fire
Their cups filled with hot drinks
The day was tiring so they needed the rest
Some leaned on one another
And some leaned on the dead log
Some stared at the night sky
Their eyes searching the stars
Some looked into the fire
Their minds deep in thought
And then one of them said:
"Do you believe in humans?"
"Shhhh..... don't start this. This is not the right time."

But it was too late, everyone leaned in
Leaned in to hear stories
Leaned in to tell tales
And leaned in so that the humans couldn't reach them.