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Light Of My Desire

The forest glowered blackly around me. I held my lantern high, no intent of illuminating my surroundings. Instead, I stared into the flame, finding comfort in its brightness.

The lantern was my guiding star, the brightest light in existence. No matter the night sky, nor the town which faded so quickly into the distance. No, only the lantern mattered.

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