He opened his eyes, waking from a peaceful, uneventful slumber. As he did, something seemed different…brighter. Warmer.
Though barely open, his eyes closed again, but the brightness remained. Bringing both of his hands to his eyes, he did his best to rub the sleepiness from them, while propping himself up on the cool grass which he had dozed upon.
His eyes opened wider, and he looked up. Just above the mist, he could see an orb of fire in the sky. It seemed like forever since he had seen it last, but it was instantly recognizable, the warmth unmistakable.
The sun was returning, and threatening to burn off the accursed fog.