Moonlit Bathhouse

Moonlit Bathhouse smells like chamomile, coconut water, and olive leaves

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The Night The Stars Spoke

The olive leaves inside the bathhouse reached for the night sky. 

Their branches curled through the stone ceiling, open to the stars, as if the building had grown around them instead of the other way around. 

Moonlight pooled on the floor. 

Steam hung heavy in the air.

She stood at the edge of the bath, facing the coconut water. Barefoot. Robes loose around her shoulders.

She let them fall.

Then looked back at me and said, “Come in.”

I did. The water was hot and steamy.

She waded toward me, her silver eyes never leaving mine—Moonborn, no doubt. Her hair was soaked, curling around her waist, catching flecks of starlight.

“The visions don’t come until the stars notice you,” she murmured. “Let them.”

Her hand pressed gently against my chest. The steam thickened. My breath caught. The world tipped.

Above us, the stars shifted - Light shifted behind my eyelids.

A black stag. My sister’s face. My own reflection, older. Smiling. Crying. Her hand stayed steady, holding me still as memory and possibility flooded through.

Then came the calm.

Chamomile wrapped around me, soft as breath. My limbs floated. 

My thoughts quieted.

When I rose from the water, the scars across my chest had faded. 

The ache I carried… was gone.

And for once, it felt like peace.

8oz Candle
Premium Coconut & Soy Wax
Extra Thick, Crackling Wood Wick
Strong Scent That Fills The Room
Luxurious, Frosted Amber Jar
40+ Hour Burn Time