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It was so easy for his heavy head to topple forward just one more time, and then again, and again. He dragged himself reluctantly out of a restless sleep back to this bizarre, all-encompassing reality. The dog had slid down the bank during the night and was lying at his feet.

Dawn, or something like it, was slowly spreading up from the horizon. This was not the way mornings should start. The whole sky was changing from purple to pink to satin yellow, and the ground, as far as he could see, was a yellow of a deeper kind. The trees and everything on the ground were covered thickly with this snowlike stuff so no leaf or branch could be discerned. It was like seeing long-passed wintry scenes in old picture books through yellow anti-glare eye protectors.

Nowhere was one part of the sky brighter than another to give some indication of where the sun might be rising - if there was still a sun, or a solar system?

Thorlainen lent forward and hesitantly patted the dog. It lifted its head and looked at him. In the daylight, Thorlainen could see the dog was blue, not black. He had never seen one that colour before. It was certainly a handsome beast.

Thorlainen felt in his pocket and brought out a piece of hard cheese.

"What about this, then?"

The dog courteously took it from his hand, but did not eat it. Thorlainen did not blame it.