The Little Candle
In a small village covered in darkness every night, there was a little candle sitting on a windowsill. It was old and nearly melted, but it still had a wick.
One day, a traveler passing through the village stopped by the house. He saw the candle and, with a gentle smile, lit it. Suddenly, the tiny flame flickered to life, casting a warm glow around the room.
The candle was surprised. "I'm so small," it thought. "How can I make a difference?"
But as the night grew darker, the candle's light spread further. People in the village noticed the glow and lit their own candles from its flame. Soon, the entire village was bathed in warm, golden light.
The little candle realized something: **Even the smallest light can brighten the darkest places.**
And from that night on, it burned proudly, knowing that its tiny flame had the power to change the world.
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Hope you like it! Let me know if you want another kind of story.
In a small village covered in darkness every night, there was a little candle sitting on a windowsill. It was old and nearly melted, but it still had a wick.
One day, a traveler passing through the village stopped by the house. He saw the candle and, with a gentle smile, lit it. Suddenly, the tiny flame flickered to life, casting a warm glow around the room.
The candle was surprised. "I'm so small," it thought. "How can I make a difference?"
But as the night grew darker, the candle's light spread further. People in the village noticed the glow and lit their own candles from its flame. Soon, the entire village was bathed in warm, golden light.
The little candle realized something: **Even the smallest light can brighten the darkest places.**
And from that night on, it burned proudly, knowing that its tiny flame had the power to change the world.
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Hope you like it! Let me know if you want another kind of story.
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