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Tend the candle, watch the wax flow down the wick, guard the flame, and do not let it go out.
They say the Candle King could grow angry. He is the candle, he is the light, embracing Tallinn when the dark winter falls. Some say he is only a fairy tale. Some feel him in the breath of the cold. And whoever places a candle outside in the darkest night reminds him that the light never fully dies.
"Guide the King through the twilight. Be the light that speaks of hope, the warmth in a heart shaped by pain, wish the King happiness, accompany him, and walk with him for a while."
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