8
Guild:
Ganymede
I crept upstair quietly as I linger slowly to bed. The floorboards creek and whisper to each other as I scamper fast and lively. The door wailed in a bang when I slam it shut. Windows rattle and click happily. Days move by till night goes and fades deeply into the shinny beams of rays from the sun. The animals come out from sleep and I spring out of bed. Midnight is over and it is coming for me. But most of all Midnight is my own dream to sleep!