Tayleen was torn from her sleep by the end of a nightmare. She was on the floor. Did she fall off the bed? No. She had slept on the floor. She was never accustomed to comfort. She had stared at the bed a moment before pulling the blanket off and laying on the ground. It was there that she fell asleep. She stretched and looked around. She sighed and shook her head. "Never. I don't...this isn't a place I belong. Too much comfort and impracticalities." She set the blanket on the bed neatly and left the room. She walked outside and sat down on the ground.