Creative writing, a floating house

As the night drew closer, so did the clouds. As the children went to bed, so did the sun. When the sun drew closer to the horizon, a harmony of colours blanketed the sky, the stars filled the night sky with a wonderful light that summoned the moon to join in with the fun. After the chimney spat out its last breath of smoke, I was nuzzled up between my blankets, my teddy bear, up close against my chest in a full embrace.