A wizard dropped a light bulb on a forest floor and forgot about it. Thousands of years later a traveler discovered it, covered in roots and tiny lights. When close to the heart, it can heal a person physically and emotionally. It is said that when in the presence of a great evil the light will go out. If it goes out, it can never be lit again. Hope this is what you wanted :3 ----------- She ran through the forest as fast as she could, the echoes of distant monsters ringing in her head. She panicked, trying not to drop her only light source. Every step she made seemed to be louder than the last, giving away her position easily. Tears welling in her eyes, she held the sapling close to her chest. The light glowed brighter, and she was filled with a sudden hope. She would make it out of here; she knew she would. She wiped tears from her eyes, and continued through the forest, carrying the hope sapling with her. -----------
