The Stardust Traveler

In a time unbeknownst to many, stood a very mysterious gentleman, in a world where brass and copper lined the pavements, and clouds were the softest material used for a variety of things, such as silverware and bedsheets. Nothing was known much of the gentleman, other than he seemed to be a traveler from a far distance, as his feet and cloak were always covered with dusts of faraway lands. The man seemed to have particular habits, as if he was in a dream and did not process reality. Although throughout his quirks, the gentleman was very polite and set off from towns at a brisk pace. He never stayed in one place for long, and never seemed to belong to any one place in particular. That man had encountered a boy who did not belong to his world either.