Mia was sitting in the chilly house. The air causing goosebumps to rise on her skinny hands. She also noticed the vile odor from dinner was left behind and lingering. The sun had gone down hours earlier and she couldn’t stop shivering. This gave her an idea, a thought of wonder to be exact. Of something that could solve both problems. Give light and a smell to cover. It was this day, that the Candle was born. She worked for months over the tedious process of molding the candles shape. And creating multiple scented varieties. It was said she died rich, with a well lit and wonderfully scented house