The Weltwanderers, Until Next Time

Slowly opening his eyes, his eyelids immediately shut out of instinct as an unnatural light met them. 

But, that wasn't quite right. 

…Light? He thought. 

Forcing his groggy eyelids open, the intrusive light was something he had indeed forgotten over time; it was the warm, orange rays of the sun, seeping through fluffy, nomadic clouds. 

"The sky…" He muttered, his eyes naturally widening at the surreal sight. 

As he attempted to move, he found a soft feeling beneath his head; though it was clear he was outside, it didn't didn't resemble a bed of grass. 

It wasn't something he could forget easily. 

Thighs…! He thought. 

"Excuse me, but did I die and go to heaven?" He asked, waiting for an answer. 

A soft, familiar chuckle met him in response, "That's the first thing you say?"

Looking down at him, the crystalline, azure jewels of the girl he loved greeted him with a smile, caressing his snow-white tufts.