Sunshine, mainly because the Sun is trying to kill me. The Sun has to be a level 20+ rogue. Every time I think it's safe to go outside, the Sun appears out from behind a cloud and blinds me. I stumble to ground in horrid pain, protecting my pale, pimpled covered face in horror. I slowly try to crawl for a shadow, for hope. But no shadow is anywhere. I lay there, on the barren, hot pavement of my drive way. I can only scream for help, and scream a lament to the gods, whom probably show me no remorse, for they cannot hear my weak, shriveled voice of agony. But then a cloud high in the sky looks down upon my fragile, pathetic wretch of a person and decides to grant me mercy, to end the pain of my skin singing off. The cloud that casts pity upon me audaciously jumps infront of the Sun's rage, granting me a brief amount of time to scramble for my door where I can find haven. I dare not go back outside again until the beauty of the moon sets high in the sky. But even then I take caution in going out, because other there are........
.........vampires. But they're a whole different story which I dare not dwell on now.
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