A Candle

It is dark outside and the village is sleeping. The sun has long since given up on man and has retired. The house is pitch black, as most huts are, but memory serves me well as I search for a candle in the dark. Candles are expensive, but the joy of reading is worth the price.

My hands can’t seem to find the candle that I placed in the drawer the previous night. I frantically search in the far back, thinking perhaps it might have rolled while being opened. It is not there. The very feel of the night changes and a claustrophobic feeling grips me. It burns in my chest and seems to bind my heart.

I pant for breath and scurry to find my book, the only book I have ever owned. I sit by the open hut door, allowing as much of the moonlight above to bath the pages. It provides just enough of a glow to show me what I am missing, pages worn thin by continuous reading. My hands caress the binding with love, much as I imagine the soft hand of the damsel caressing the cheek of the heroic knight. Just the feel of a book seems to sooth my soul; I feel the bands around my chest loosen and I am able to breathe again.

Tomorrow I will venture out and find another candle. For tonight, I sit here simply holding my book in the company of the moon. Comforted by both their presence, I dream of a candle.


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6 Responses to A Candle

  1. ardoucet says:

    Great writing. Thanks for the follow. I look forward to reading more of your stories 🙂

  2. A book can connect with your very soul—-and bring you solace among other gifts. Thanks you so much for sharing these images and thoughts!

  3. One brightly lit candle
    lights many unlit candles
    caring not whom lit who.

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