Tomas stared at his hands, eyes wide with fear. “I thought the lamp never went out,” he murmured. “My father told me it would burn brighter when I helped others, but now…”
Word of Mira’s bravery spread through Vareth. The villagers gathered, each sharing stories of lost hope and renewed purpose. As they spoke, their own spirit‑lamps brightened, weaving a tapestry of communal salvation. From that day forward, the Lantern of Liora never left the village hall. It became a reminder that salvation is not a distant, solitary quest but a collective act of compassion. Whenever a spirit‑lamp dimmed, the people of Vareth gathered, offering their own light—be it a kind word, a warm meal, or a listening ear.
“Your spirit‑lamp,” she whispered, “it’s dimming.”
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