Bedtime stories, read aloud
Scroll. The flame knows the way
Wick reads you one short story every night at ten. Fifteen minutes, one narrator, one small flame, no cliffhangers. The screen dims while the flame keeps pace with the words. Tracing light across a dark page is the whole idea: some stories are better when you can only see a little at a time.
A new story tomorrow at ten. Goodnight.