First Steps and Fireflies

The night breeze was chilly, rustling the leaves with a soft whisper.

Other than the unknown sounds of animals in the forest, there was only the faint rustling sound of footsteps.

After walking for a long time, Donovan looked back and could only see a few faint glimmers of light through the trees.

He shone his flashlight and saw a small pavilion diagonally in front of him.

Stepping on the green br