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The milky white light of the moon shown down from the dark sky, bathing the world in a pale soothing light. Sverin awoke from a sound slumber. Lifting his red head, he glanced around the inside of his darkened den. The relatively warm interior of the den kept most of the frigid winter air at bay, but every now and then an icy breeze would make its way inside. I was hoping the sun would have returned.The red king thought to himself. Only a few more nights of this infernal darkness. I still can’t believe I let Elena talk me into allowing this. He thought to himself. Still, as much as Sverin despised the darkness, he had to admit that the festivities of The Long Night were preferable to cowering in his den until the sun returned. The first few nights had been rough due to his fear of the dark, but no shrieking monsters had descended from the dark sky to gobble them up, and Elena seemed to be thoroughly enjoying her role in leading the celebration, so the whole thing seemed worth