Whimsies by Grundy

Wick

Elros watched in fascination as the Haladin completed their ritual, marking the end of what people were beginning to call the Great Voyage. He wasn’t sure why they thought it was at an end, not when ships were still arriving, and would for years to come. But he enjoyed the ceremony. There was song, and chanting of the history of the people, and bright flowers freshly cut laid on the rocks by the sea, and finally double wick candles that tradition dictated must be left to burn out of their own accord. He wondered what other ceremonies he would see.