The Seasons Write

Candles Chapter 1 Yebediah Yebediah lifted the candle up to his face and wrapped his navy blue cloak tighter around his chest. Holding up his waxy candle, he peered at the ground and carefully stepped over the knotted tree roots that were in his way. “I still don’t understand where you are taking me,” Yebediah said, exasperated. “I said I wouldn’t tell you. We turn left here,” Bee replied, motioning with her pale hand. “But it’s cold!” “Well who told you to come here with only a thin shirt and a cloak on ?” She retorted emphasizing the absurdity of bringing a cloak on a nighttime stroll. But Yebediah was royalty and it was only natural for him to bring one. Either way, he knew he couldn’t say that to Bee so he kept silent and continued walking. “I had said left, not right! ” Bee said impatiently, turning towards him and narrowing her brown eyes which were framed with thick green glasses. Again, he stayed silent, knowing that whatever he said, Bee would have an a...