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THE FOUNTAIN OF CANDELAS PART ONE 1489 It was in a land which gazes at Africa across a well-nigh tide-less sea: it was in a distant, fabled time; and in a season of that time when the earth lay seared with heat as is a hearth beneath a fire that the story of Candelas unfolds. Candelas was the favoured only child of the Alcalde of the pueblo of Trabuco. She was the darling and the apple of his adoring eye, the sun and the moon in his firmament. Never had her dainty hands tilled the bony soil, nor... Sign in to see full entry.