[color=wheat]"Darkness?"[/color]

The idea was bizarre - after all, there was no source of light in the dry room other than torches. As they knew, torches were related to their riddle. Torches, darkness, torches, darkness... She walked around the room, pondering. Everything still itched after her nap on the ground, but she needed to focus now, of all times.

Then something clicked. Juniper turned around abruptly and looked at the torches in Rylo's hands. No. No. This could not be their answer.

[color=wheat]"There's only one thing that we'd get from combining torches and darkness. And hell no, I'm not putting them out."[/color]