A dark and stormy night dimmed in comparison to what it was at that very moment.

“I can’t see.”

“Well you’re standing on my foot.”

Hastily, he shifted his foot off of theirs. “Why is it so dark?”

“When the sun’s blocked on the other side of the planet, where would the light come from?”

No moon, no stars. His mind scrambled to understand, wiping his hair blackened by soot away from his eyes with the back of his hand. “Now what?”

To give them credit, they never sounded annoyed by his questions. “Keep warm. Nothing more we can do.”

That was always the worst thing to hear. Nothing he could do. The fire gave them warmth, but it was still dark.