The Candle That Burned Without Flame
Illumination Without Light
A candle stood in a dark room, glowing though no flame danced atop its wick. Those who approached saw their inner selves illuminated: fears, hopes, forgotten dreams. The candle revealed not the room, but the soul. When someone tried to blow it out, the glow strengthened, as if fed by intention. The candle whispered, “Light is not what you see. It’s what is revealed.”
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