Three days ago,
Moonlight filtered through the dense clouds, casting a soft glow that illuminated the room where a boy sat.
Though small for his age, he appeared remarkably healthy, his body resembling a plush cushion.
He was perched with his legs barely folded beside a small glass filled with some needles.
Before him lay several white crystals, glistening like the rare gems for which the county was known.
While they looked ordinary at first glance, with nothing exceptional about their transparent, glass-like appearance, Lucian was not engaged in mere rock collecting.
After being involved in the town's renewal and reconstruction for far too long, he finally found the time to embark on an experiment that had intrigued him for quite some time.
"Hope it works," Lucian thought to himself as he glanced down at his left hand, where he held a silver needle.
