Within the dripping wax lies a flame. A flame sending smoke into the air. Smoke that travels in a thin line into the unknown. The unknown that may never be discovered, never be seen eye. For there are many things spotted by those without eyes. Eyes that seem a necessity but really aren't. Really aren't needed at all, sense the most extraordinary unknown things are spotted by those without eyes. Like that thin line of smoke traveling through the air, and that starts at the flame hiding within the dripping wax.
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Short Stories
Short Storyprobably based off things I saw on pinterest or some random thoughts I had that somehow created a story
