Hearing someone approaching her bedroom, she wiped away the glassy, lilac, teardrops that had begun to fall. A soft knock sounded from the dark walnut wood door that led into her room.

"Come in..." Her voice sounded rather empty and hollow. Dream walked into her tidy room. The two shelves a lined on the walls neatly, all the books on the shelves written in braille and alphabetized. "Dinner's ready, if you're hungry." Dream informed. "Thank you, i'll be down in a few." Her voice still sounded hollow. Dream nodded though she couldn't see it. Starry stood up and walked over to the door. She made her way into the kitchen and sat at an open chair. That night's dinner was a quiet one, not with much conversation. Starry then went to bed for the night.