And tomorrow, I would face the Lord and Lady Tapar with my associates andwe would win back this land.***Somewhere around nine o'clock in the morning, ... was awakened from myslumber by the noises of laughter below me. I lay there in the bed for afew moments as I glanced around my room, now lit by the sunlightstreaming in through the small window above my bed. From the noises coming downstairs, the Three Goblets was obviously a verypopular place for breakfast. While there really wasn't any reason. It was therefore a surprise, when the company was performing in one of the inland mining towns, Rachel announced that her parents lived there. I don’t think any one in the company ever thought of Rachel as having parents. They seemed to think that Rachel must have arrived on this earth fully grown – she was always there and always would be there, to comfort and admonish, and since there was no need for anyone to admonish Rachel, neither did she need anyone’s comfort. There seem to be people. Solace had admitted a passion for sledding in Central Park and Rosanna tried to keep the shock out of her voice when she asked if that was something she did alone or with a friend. Solace assured her that she and Jessie always went together. Rosanna let out a silent breath. She knew that Solace was a capable woman, but she still felt an twinge of concern when Solace divulged one of her more risky undertakings. She told Solace that she loved to go ice skating whenever she could. She was standing. Of course, my old habit to avoid downtrodden paths caught up again.Bras, panties, stockings and heels. All done and a staple of the genre.I needed something else. One object transformation that had alwaysintrigued me was that of becoming a candle, slowly burning away.After choosing my target transformation I had to come up with a plot.As candles aren't very common in modern age I looked in the past andthought a folklore or fable-like story might fit best.I kind of like the end product as in a.