The Stranger Who Sold Sunbeams
Bottled Light for the Heartbroken
A mysterious vendor walked from town to town with jars filled with captured sunlight. Buyers found that each jar lit only the darkest corner of their past—the moment they needed healing most. When the vendor disappeared, the jars stopped glowing. People realized the light was never sunlight; it was their own courage returning after being invited.
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