[As soon as she sends the text, she heads off to search the stores for another sad candle. Eventually, she finds one that is a pool of wax on a plate, which looks like it was once a candle whose wax was just reheated and a new wick dipped in it for re-use. Resourceful but not pretty, a sure sign of sad times.
Faith brings this to Sorrow's temple and lights it with a pinch of the wick. Now that she knows he likes them, she comes by every few days to check on the state of the candle, a fresh one in hand for when the current one has gone out.]
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[As soon as she sends the text, she heads off to search the stores for another sad candle. Eventually, she finds one that is a pool of wax on a plate, which looks like it was once a candle whose wax was just reheated and a new wick dipped in it for re-use. Resourceful but not pretty, a sure sign of sad times.
Faith brings this to Sorrow's temple and lights it with a pinch of the wick. Now that she knows he likes them, she comes by every few days to check on the state of the candle, a fresh one in hand for when the current one has gone out.]