- posted: January 31 @ 6:17am
He woke up, concerned as to where he was and why he was where he was. A field of white engulfed him as he cradled his only friend close, a chill running down his back and into his toes.
In the distance, children were playing. With a Yeti. Actually, the Yeti was eating the children. He watched, wondering if it was a dream.
Maybe it wasn't a Yeti. Maybe it was a Wampa. Maybe he was on Hoth. Maybe he had misplaced his TaunTaun.
He laughed with his friend, the two of them remembering the sea, and how the sun played in the waves.
The Yeti was full now.
A warm cup of cocoa sure would be nice right now, he thought as he watched the white, furry creature meander off into the icy wilderness.