Nanny

"How do I start this?" He asked as the colour of the golden flames flickered against his face. 

Laughter could be heard somewhere in the distance as he looked at the fire dancing as though with the wind and the sound of that laughter in the background. 

Who is laughing? Why are they laughing so hard? 

"My world was dim. No, that's not the right word." He began staring into the fire like one in a trance. "It was like a train ride. Have you been on a train, Kaia?" 

She looked at him and nodded. 

"Then you know that part where the train is passing through a tunnel and about to reach the next stop. The way the light shines into the train and you can see the end. You know that one?" 

He looked at Kaia again, who nodded again.