꧁Sage of truth꧂🌟

The deep, dark blue night sky was dotted with tiny white stars. A full moon illuminated the nighttime city of the vanilla kingdom. The occasional citizen could be seen below, either heading home or, like the guards, patrolling the square or patrolling the alleys.

Sage, perched on the edge of the clock tower roof, simply admired the night sky. His gold-rimmed monocle occasionally gleamed in the moonlight. The night breeze caressed his face.

The sage loved to sit like this and gaze at the night sky. Silence, peace—that's what he missed during the day. Why, you ask? Because Sage strives to guide everyone to the answers that sometimes plague them for years. That's just him. Although, he himself is also searching for answers to his own questions. For example, the banal question: what's out there, in other dimensions?

His peace was interrupted by a fleeting silhouette running across the roof of one of the tall buildings. Sage caught it out of the corner of his eye. Curiosity got the better of him, overriding his desire to stay put.