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The sharp, cold wind passed through the bare hands of the young Undermoon as he sat on the edges of the bridge. The illuminated building beside the bridge's light streamed through the window to his spot, a sigh soon slipped on his firmly sealed lips and plead its way out of its prison. He shook his head out of dismay and fixated his gaze at the dim starry skies. The twinkling and brightest diamonds scattered across the sky had hid behind the jet black clouds, only the moon and its light was standing still. Seemingly lonely as it shone. The young one then fishes out a lighter and glared at it as the lighter produced a small ball of fire atop its place. Hrisovalantis watched the tiny ball of fire dance with the wind only to be put out by the cold gushes of wind. He sighed, leaning on the metal behind his back. “How sad and beautiful.” He muttered, lifting his hand towards the air and pretended to clutched the moon. “A waste of space.” He mumbled again, grumbling as he threw the lighter towards a tiny burrow filled with paper that suddenly lit up a big fire. “There, there—beauty.” He grinned lopsidedly. Perhaps, it was the smoke that lulled a virtualist towards his secret spot but the young Undermoon seemed not to care. He brought out sticks, biscuits and a pack of marshmallow. “Hey there!” He called the virtualist out. “Wanna join the ol’ lone me here?” Val asked cheerfully.