Candlelight
By AskimoniT
Within the Void, calls a voice.
The voice calls and calls, nothing to be found.
The voice calls again, nothing responds.
The voice continues calling and calling until it is unable to.
Nothing responds.
The voice is coming from a person.
The person searches. They find nothing.
The person continues to search. They find nothing.
They search and search until they are unable to move.
They see a candle in the distance. within sight but out of grasp, unable to be reached.
The person crawls, they do not reach the candle.
The person continues to crawl, they do not reach the candle.
The person crawls until their arms give out. They are just barely out of reach.
The person falls.
The person continues to fall.
The person seems so far away from the candle, so close to the end.
Another person approaches.
The stranger picks up the candle.
The candle has almost gone out.
The stranger uses their own candle to add fire to the candle.
The stranger hands the person the candle.
The person slowly stands up.
The person slowly begins crawling.
The stranger helps them.
The person continues to crawl. They are making progress.
The person manages to slowly begin to walk.
The stranger helps them.
The person continues to walk. They are making progress.
With the strangers help, no, the friends, the person manages to run.
The candle burns brightly.
The person manages to soar.
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This was not a story about a candle.
This was not a story about the stranger.
This was not a story about the person’s physical self.
Think about it.
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