"Now that I can move again..." Lucy stood up, shakilly, but managed to get accross the room.  From a box in her closet, which she opened with extreme caution, she withdrew a long white candle in a strange brass candle holder.  It was melted into the shape of a pregnant woman holding a fruit.  What kind of fruit it was was a mystery to Lucy, but she assumed it was either a pomagranet or some kind of melon.<br/><br/>She put the candle on the table by her bed and took a matchbook from inside the drawer.  Lighting the candle, she stood staring at the flame for a moment in a trance-like state.  When she was satisfied, she hopped back into the covers and cuddled close to her friend.  "That should help.  It's all I can do for tonight... I'm so exhausted."