Nighttime, at the base of the mountain.
Inside the wooden house, the old woman with white hair was staring at the specific candle that has been dead for seven days.
She can't look at it without tearing up, her heart was breaking into pieces. She was supposed to take the candle out and separate it from the rest because it's already a dead candle... but she can't bring herself to do it.
After a few minutes of staring at the candle, suddenly a miracle happened!
The candle starts to flicker and come to life again, the flame is tiny... but... it gives her a positive sign that the owner of the candle was fighting hard to come back to the land of the living!
She will continue monitoring the candle!
Hopefully... it will continue to grow stronger every day.
The small miracle that she witnessed tonight is more than enough to raise her hope high.
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At Luke's mansion.
It was already 8:00 in the evening. Grandma, the healer advised her to sleep early every night.
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