Under the moon's watchful gaze, the forest was transformed into a magical realm. The moonlight's embrace and the soothing sound of water gently kissing the shore created a harmonious lullaby.
This peaceful night, warmed by the gentle air, crafted a scene of serene beauty, reminiscent of a tranquil sanctuary far from worldly chaos.
There, a Spinner lay comfortably on the ground, gazing at the stars. He waited patiently for the boy to awaken. He held a leaf in his mouth, blowing it as high as it could go, then watching it sway gently and return to the same spot.
This simple activity, repeated over and over, seemed to bring him contentment in the peaceful situation.
Earlier in the day, the Spinner heard some rustling from a bush nearby, and a low-level monster appeared. It had a disproportionately large head with jagged teeth and sported patchy fur. Its menacing growl was a signature trait.
