... Dark and silence.
But neither the darkness, nor silence don't bear alarm or threat. Simply, quietly and routinely. Around it is dark because didn't switch on light...
Suddenly the darkness recedes. Someone's hand lit a candle, and on the tip of a wick floating tongue of flame.
In the circle of light, however, is little: the body of the candle, placed directly on the table without any candlestick, just in a frozen puddle of wax; the table surface is a dark, worn wood, some scratches and jag...
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