He sat peacefully on a log around the campfire, the sun was bright and everything was peaceful, as it usually was. He was scribbling down things in his book as usual, humming to himself peacefully as a cool breeze came across him, his blonde hair getting in his face a little

He brushed it out the way, seeming a little bored as he scanned his surroundings, gazing across the walls and flower gardens of the clearing.