A Strange Dream

The world was benighted. There was not a bit of sunlight. The moon substituted in after the sun took its withdrawal, and received howling praises. After a rather hot day, Xavier found it strange that dusk was so cold. Xavier was in his small room going through the book he had received from Wayne. The room was rather small, it had two long comfy beds that both had white pillows and white bedsheets, every detail was in the color of white which complimented Xavier's hair. The two beds were only a total of five steps away from one another. The beds had also occupied most of the room's space, and next to the beds were drawers, on the drawers were small lamps, and on the wooden floor laid a rusty space gray carpet. Xavier and Alex had to share this room, though they both didn't mind, for them it was nice having company.