QUOTE : It doesn’t ever change. Does the sun not set in your dreams?”<br /><br />Eena grinned at his profile, remembering the first time Ian had noticed the same peculiarity. “No. It never sets.” She watched his brow wrinkle as he wondered at the view.<br /><br />“What good is a stagnant sunset?”<br /><br />Eena looked at the auburn lights. The question made her think for a moment. “Well, it’s always exactly what I want it to be, right between day and night.”<br /><br />“But I thought the beauty of a sunset was watching it change, marveling at the shift in colors as they intensify and then eventually fade.”<br /><br />“All that leaves you with is darkness,” she muttered.<br /><br />He turned to look at her. “You’re afraid of the dark?”<br /><br />She shook her head. “I’m afraid of what happens in the dark.” <br /><br />A look of concern questioned her meaning. <br /><br />“Nightmares,” she explained. “And solitude. And loneliness. The dark is where monsters come to life and people feel the need to leave you. Life is never secure in the dark. You never see things clearly in the dark.