A young child named Hotaru was one of his last kind. He grew up alone and full of knowledge of the world. Hotaru used to go on adventures around the world. He knew many. Whenever he enters town and everyone greets him with smiles and food. Children huddle around Hotaru to hear the tales of princes, dragons, and friendship to which he came across during his adventures. Every so often Hotaru brings a friend along with him, a small little flying furball named Tiblt. Tiblt was just a red ball of fur that flew and who traveled with Hotaru. During his lone adventures he comes across a meadow full of sorts of flowers. His hands brush against the petals as he takes in the aroma of the different sorts of flowers. Every time he crosses a meadow a small calm smile is plastered onto his face. He sits at the highest hill and overlooks the green grass, the animals, and of course the flowers. When alone he sings a tone along with the wind, he dances with the wind, and creates a peace of mind. Every while children run along a meadow and the young girls create flower crowns for the young Hotaru and the boys play by kicking a ball with Hotaru. Every adventure ends with a flower, a flower that shines which helps Hotaru remind him of who he is. A person with honor and full of love.
