His twin has gone off exploring on her own tonight so Nemeon does the same. He woke at sunset to find her there as always, illuminated by the very last rays of the sun he has never seen in the purple-blue sky. Though he does not think anything can harm him during the day, he appreciates her attentiveness and the company it brings - even if he’s not aware of it all the time.
Now he wanders alone through the meadow at midnight, the sky long since losing all colour and clouds dapple the sky, obscuring the light of the stars and moon. On clear nights he enjoys stargazing, making up stories for the different shapes that they see there but there is no point tonight - by the time he focuses on one cluster of stars, there is a cloud moving in to erase it from view. If there's going to be rain tonight, he hopes it comes soon so there will be a chance at a clear sky at some point tonight.
He’s on the look out for anything that glows, any light that he can gravitate towards. Although he’s used to the night-world, having known no other, there’s still a part of him that longs to see more than shadows. To find out what colour everything actually is.
His mother’s warnings about the effect that he might have on others linger in the back of his mind but Nemeon is a young dreamer and naturally curious. It is one thing to be kept in the dark constantly but he cannot avoid interactions with others forever. Just a small chat, a conversation at a distance that would make accidental touching impossible. Surely the risks would be minimal? And well worth it, to learn something and meet someone new.
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