I lay on the cool grass, embraced by the night air. The sky smiled brightly down on me with its countless stars, each one glimmering in the ink-black night. A firefly flitted above me and hovered by my arm with its soft glow before disappearing into the darkness. The night whispered stories into my ear, and though I did not understand the language in which it spoke, I smiled nonetheless. The music of night creatures played softly, a gentle lullaby. As the night breeze rustled my hair, I drifted into slumber.