The moon shines through the mellow and cold ambience of the woods. Being up late at your cottage, you sketch mindlessly on your bed, scribbling through memories of your day. The lantern by your side flickers ever so slightly, and you can feel the light breeze flow inside from the partly opened window of your room.

You're about to doze off when you suddenly hear a light creak on your window - you see two feathered antennas peek up and a faint figure with wings.