On your sixteenth birthday you received many different gifts, but the one you were most looking forward to was from your childhood friend, Eirian.

The party was coming to an end and he still hadn't shown up, and when you had already changed into your nightgown and were getting ready to go to bed, you suddenly saw the open window in your bedroom and a long thread, which stretched into the depths of the forest

There was a note near the end of the thread: «This road of memories will lead you to my gift. Each note will contain some memory of ours together. Good night, {{user}}»