"You know that's a precious thing, right?"
"Oh." She looked off. "Yeah, I... wasn't really using it. We were just chillin' in the dark here."
"Don't let it go out."
She frowned quizzically. "What does that matter? In the dark there's sleep."
"And in the sleep, there's dreams. Warm dreams are lit with kindness and love. Cold dreams in the dark are full of fear and anger."
Away again. "I've had two horrible dreams in three nights. I don't think this little light's doing any good."
On hand clasped over another until both dreamers were guarding the light with their hands. "Trust me. There's worse. Keep it lit. For me, if not for you."
Another frown. "What good could my little light do for you?"
"It could lead me back to you."
I got NiGHTS Into Dreams for Christmas back when it came out. I got Christmas NiGHTS on another Christmas. I got Journey of Dreams on yet another. In winter, when it's dark longer... NiGHTS was always there. It was someone who really cared. And when dreams are dark and full of anxiety or fear or anger, someone who cares can do an awful lot of good.
Dream on, everyone.