But Jiyong wasn't a stupid little child. He tried to hide all his fears deep inside,buried in his heart,so that noone could see them. And noone saw. He hid them perfectly,deep inside.

But only one fear was left out. A fear impossible to handle. The fear of the light and the sound of the mosters from the dark kingdom. They came sometimes,checking if Jiyong was fat enough,allways going away dissapointed because he was so skinny.They came,and Jiyong couldn't help but to hide somewhere in his messy star-patterned blanket.