The morning was cool, far too cold with the heat dissipating throughout the universe. So lonesome that even the warmth from her own body left her - not that she was ever lonely! She was far too busy, far too adventurous, far too courageous to be lonely! And in the dungeon, there were so many monsters that she didn't even have time to think about her own silly feelings.  She was tired of feeling the feelings that made her feel bad. Cold was a feeling, but not - externa...

She'd made it out, made it home, made it back to the stars and the sweet, sweet sky. She no longer feared the dungeons, their murky depths and bated breaths, but oh, how she loved the sky. It really wasn't all that late now - the only star visible was the sun, the warmest of the cold watchers. She'd estimate that it was mid-morning, and she had gone in sometime during the later afternoon. That was rather foolish, as it meant she entirely missed the night and the sky and the truestars t...