… the flame, darkness dances around its glow, as eager to smother it, as hold it close for all Time. Even Night recedes from the glimmer, as surely as it rushes back in when the candle goes out. If only for a moment, a little flame pulled apart the dark for a few inspired breaths. Purple… the flame, darkness dances around its glow, as eager to smother it, as hold it close for all Time. Even Night recedes from the glimmer, as surely as it rushes back in when the candle goes out. If only for a moment, a little flame pulled apart the dark for a few inspired breaths. Purple smoke…
