History of the World
Thank you. That is odd. Let me know if you see him again, perchance."
The evening accelerated as Ty succumbed to sleep, his intentions of diving into a stack of books thwarted by an overwhelming exhaustion from the day's endeavors.
As slumber embraced him, the night transitioned into a serene morning. For the first time in a while, Ty awoke naturally, the unfamiliar sensation of waking on his own prompting him to rub the sleep from his eyes.
Beneath the dim glow of dawn, he discovered a small fairy nestled on his chest, her breathing soft and rhythmic in sleep. His gaze wandered the shadows of the cell until it landed on a dimly lit object at the edge. An odd green tint marked its surface, casting a glow akin to phosphorescence in the dark confines of the room.
Curiosity guiding his movements, Ty reached out, his fingers brushing against the object.
"This resembles those glow-in-the-dark items,"