Chapter 54: Decades Twice Over

And where had those fleeting years gone to?

Upon the casting of sight on the burning candle below, the answers manifested as one longing shadow.

Of course.

There they were, incinerating into ashes, melting with the wax, racing towards nothingness, into the bitter-sweet layers of mere memories.

Mere memories that could only be savoured for but a brief moment.

But what of the light?

Whence came it?

And where might its destination be?

Could that have been from the phoenix rising from the ashes?

Or perhaps from the newfound potential of the melted wax?

Perhaps this light is what is charging towards a lively future,
while fighting off the darkness of the past about it.