At around ten pm that night a lone figure stood contemplating in a clearing in the fields of the Lune commune, seemingly waiting for something or someone to come the person stood still, not disturbing anything on the landscape, the air barely lifted and remained still as if all the elements acknowledged his presence and the solemnity of the occasion. As he stood waiting a tiny spark of light appeared right in front of him and the spark slowly grew larger and soon became a lager swirling light then it became a huge burst of blinding bright light that soon dissapitated and left behind a lot of fine white dust and in place of the light was another figure, this one shorter and rounder than the first figure, this new comer who now stood in front of the figure that had been waiting was a plump w
