Aram woke up at usual time, just before Outer Dark ended, right when it was coldest. As he dressed, he thought it funny, not for the first time, that the temperatures underground would be effected by the cycle of the accursed Great Light. As he moved through the 6-foot tall doorway that was nevertheless not quite tall enough for him he noticed an unfamiliar breeze, cold enough to make him shiver. “Good morning, lad. Grab some breakfast, then we'll go look at that cave-in that happened during the night. It has to be close since we can feel the breeze here. Goes near surface, too, or the breeze wouldn't be that cold.
I thought I should put the first paragraph here, since this is what this blog is about. In the future I'm going to restrict myself to putting only relevant text samples here. Nevertheless, I suspect it'll be quite a lot.
