Nightmares
The sky had already been covered with its cloak. It was undoubtedly night. Footsteps of a man echoed in the quiet slumber of the dusk. Peaceful as it may seem, the cold breeze would always sway the quietness. The sound would always nestle within the leaves, the trees, and the grasses.
However, for one person, it wasn't only the sound of footsteps but also a sound of a stick hitting the ground.
The person was breathing rapidly. He was all alone while walking in the deep forest. Then it hit him. He felt like he had no place to go
"It's such a wonderful night to greet you like this, Menfus. I haven't seen you in quite a long while, right?" An old man with a coat and hat went into the old man's cabin.
The place was secluded among the noble households and villages. It was a forest. However, as it may seemed to be dark outside, still, an old man went into the cabin