It was a dark dark place. Suddenly, a light flickered. It wasn't much of a light, though. Still, it bore promises. The wind blew hard at it. The light didn't blow out. It burst into a flame instead. Then it rained. Heavily. For months. The flames didn't die. It broke into a fire. It has been snowing since. The prolonged frigidity has taken its toll. The fire has only got brighter than ever.

And the place has only got darker. Than ever.