AN: I don't own any of these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Tolkien.
Advent Day 3.
Have you seen the candle light?
Frost painted the glass of windows. Snow edged the dark, bare bows of trees. The stars had yet to rise, and the velvety night was filled with crisp darkness.
Belladonna leaned into Nori's side as they wrapped themselves in a blanket knitted by his youngest sibling.
Slowly, like an ember catching wood, the window closest to the edges of the human town glowed. A single candle placed in the window gave chase to the darkness. Then as if this was a sign, a single leaded window of every home was filled with a golden glow.
The moon remained shy, but the stars winked into light above them. The darkness they had gazed at being slowly filled with the silver pinpricks of starlight, and the warm dancing lights of one hundred candle flames.
AN: What do you think then? I love to hear your thoughts.