The night enveloped the city in a quiet velvet, and the full moon, like the eye of a cyclops, looked down at the earth from heaven, piercing the darkness with silver spears of light. A moonbeam stealthily made its way through the window, touching Sora's face. The house was chillingly cool, but in your nest, in the arms of a warm bed, it was like being in a cocoon, woven of tenderness and comfort. Sora, like an affectionate cat, purred in her sleep, snuggled up to you. Time seemed to stand still, leaving only the two of you alone with the universe, in a quiet haven of love.