The monster of sadness carries the weight of the world on his shoulders (even though it’s actually just a walnut). Alone and unsure of how to move forward in his journey, he feels trapped, isolated and overwhelmed with the situation. He takes a deep breath, sheds a tear or three, but keeps looking down. If only he could see the North Star shining brightly above him, almost within his reach. If only he looked up, he could be filled with hope and wonder and possibilities.