Once upon a time a man had heard, that in a foreign place, far away, there was a holy flame burning. So he got up and left his home to find the holy flame and bring some of its light back home to his house. He thought, 'When I have this light, then I will have happiness and life and all the people I love will have it too.'
He travelled very far and finally found the holy flame, with which he lit his light. On his way back he had only one worry: 'This light could go out'.
On his way home he met someone who was freezing and did not have any fire and who begged him to give him some of his fire. The man with the light hesitated for a moment. Wasn't his light too precious, too holy to be given away for something ordinary like that?
Despite his doubts, the man carrying the holy flame finally decided to give some of his light to the man who was freezing in the darkness.
The man then continued his journey home and when he had almost reached his house a terrible thunderstorm started. He tried very hard to protect his light from the rain and the storm, but in the end his light went out.
To return the long way back to the place where the holy flame was burning was impossible, he would not have had enough strength to go back this far...but he was strong enough to return to the man whom he had helped on his way home.
... and with that man's light he could light his own again.
:: Secret Lady ::
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