from
Imbolc Candles
Imbolc 2008 issue of Pooka's Sandbox
'...A
short while later, Elsie bustled back into the parlor.
“Blessed Be!” she exclaimed.
“What’s this?”
On the
warm hearth lay the candles she’d hung - all melted and molded together
into one glorious glop - their little wicks poking out at one end like
porcupine quills.
“We made
one big candle,” said Pooka proudly....'
