Our candles begin with a desire to be transported to another world. Each hand-poured candle brings forth a unique aroma, meticulously brewed to encapsulate the essences of a beloved literary heroine, a fantastical quest, a dark dream, or an enchanted idea. Every light of the wick offers an escape to the realm of imagination.

A fox goes by in the headlights like an electric shock.
Then he pauses at the edge of the road
and the heart, if it is still alive,
feels something--a yearning for which we have no name
but which we may remember, years later, in the
darkness,
upon some other empty road.

– a fox in the dark, mary oliver