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It should have been dark in his room. The artificial lights that feebly graced the sky during the solar cycle had long since faded, now well hidden amongst their broken or dying siblings.  He still wasn't sure why so many of them had gone dark. He remembered his creator telling him that a long time ago there had been so many that the sky looked like it was made out of light. He wasn't sure he believed him, but he liked the story. It should have been dark in his room. It shouldn't bother him. Not having a roof. He was pretty sure there weren't many houses that had roofs left in the city and he usually liked counting the stars as he fell in