The subtle silver rays of the luna dimly illuminated the world, except for a certain marsh, where its light struggled to penetrate.
In that very marsh, a silver-haired young man in his late twenties hummed a jolly tune.
It was as if the eerie shadows watching him in the distance were but insignificant insects.
Quite literally, they are…
"Hmm…it should be around here somewhere…come on…"
The young man looked around, sighing a few moments later.
"Have I been fooled by those online articles again? I swear if that BamboozleBug guy's post about a Midnight Pixie being here is fake, I'll complain straight to the em–"
It was then that the silver-haired young man's foot sank a bit deeper than his usual steps.
The moment he looked down, his mood brightened.
"Ohh! There it is. Alright, BamboozleBug, consider yourself lucky this time…"
The man then proceeded to enter the damp den-cave.
Meanwhile, deeper inside…
"Just a bit more…just a bit more".
