An Adventure, Part I

Tym squirmed deeper in the tall grass to make sure there weren't any unnecessary rocks where he had chosen to lay. Satisfied, he laced his fingers carefully and placed them behind his head for a pillow. The blue sky was all he could see stretching out before him to infinity. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. Birds were busy in the trees singing and flitering here and there on their bird business, and a few squirrels were fussing at the flying intrusion in a near-by tree. Which one was it? The one that had the squirrels? Tym didn't care to move to see. All he cared for was the sun warming his body and making it feel as if it were glowing.

Tym never told anyone, but sometimes, when he wasn't in the sun, he felt cold to his bones and frozen in his soul, or at least freezing.