"The sun is nearly gone" Risto whispered and took the youger Kartár closer to his chest.
Quengo felt his warmth and his heart.beat, which still was calm though he could hear in his voice
that he was worried.
"What happens when the sun vanishes?" he asked quietly.
But Risto's eyes pointed to the shrubberies around them. He didn't dare to move a muscle.
It was a feeling as if the world would die as soon as the last light flew to make way for the constant darkness
the night usually carried along. Not even the birds dared to give a sound.
Quengo didn't turn his head but tried to see what Risto seemed to see so clearly. The dusk sun had something romantic, touching the leafs of the trees just slightly, but also the ever-growing darkness brought doom.
"When the sun vanishes" he heard the dark voice of the older one above him. "Run!"


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