To her, he's a candle, burning bright even in the dimmest of nights. The darkness threatens to close in around them, but his soft glow fends it off like a trained soldier, keeping the fear and nightmares well at bay. Huddled within his circle of radiating warmth, she feels safe. Monsters still lurk under her bed and in her closet, waiting for the opportunity to pounce and pull her, screaming, into their lairs, but they fade into inconsequentiality when he is there with her. She lights him and he illuminates her, and, together, they stand strong against the forces that threaten to encase them in shadow. Together, they wait out the eclipse, knowing that the dawning of the sun will send the monsters fleeing once more.