Light and Glow

Once upon a time, a lamp was lit at the top of a tall mountain. 
No one saw the lighter; it was as though the flame appeared magically.  And on this day, under the cover of light, a host of glowing bodies came and covered all the earth. 
Thus it was that no one noticed when the flame went out.


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