"Didn't your parents tell you about the dangers of sleeping under the full shine?" "What is 'full shine'?" Soren asked. "When did you hatch out?" "Three weeks ago, I think. Or so my parents told me." But again, Soren was not really sure what a week was. "Ah, that explains it. And in Tyto there are great trees, right?" Gylfie asked. "Oh, yes. Many, and thick with beautiful fir needles and spruce cones and leaves that turn golden and red." Again, Soren wasn't sure about leaves turning for he had never seen them anything but golden and red. But his parents had told him that once they were green in a time called summer. Kludd had hatched out near the end of the green time. "Well, you see, I hatched out more than three weeks ago." They spoke softly, so softly, and managed to maintain the sleep position, but neither one of them was the least bit sleepy "I was hatched after the time of newing." "The newing? When is that?" asked Soren. "You see, the moon comes and the moon goes, and at the time of the newing, when the moon is no thicker than one single thin, downy feather, well, that is the first glint of the new moon.
