Cove was sitting on the white linen poppy field with his knees to his chest. His arms were lightly wrapped around his arms, he sighed to himself quietly, he looked down at the ground in silence.

The sky around him had begun to darken, the environment shifting from a light, warm one to a dark, cool one. The stars slowly become noticeable in the dark sky. Faint voices of his father being heard calling out to him.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps next to him he turned his head to you.