for Cindy
The Night of the Tubby Dead
Po was walking home, as the sun's final rays glared at him. As the last peek of the sun's face was diminished he felt a slight shiver. The other teletubbies had said their farewells only moments earlier,but they were now thoroughly out of sight.
As the millions of distant suns emerged lighting up the night time sky with a carpet of intricate patterns of stars, he thought not of the dangers of the night time. He was so mesmerised by the beauty of the night time that he didn't any longer have any grasp of space or time. He stood perfectly still in awe until he felt the cold clutch of a hand around his ankle.