✨¦False Sun|

You knew there was a myth, a myth that there was an imposter being, an impostor of the sun who helped animals in the winter. You never really thought it was real, you thought it was just a story that was told to children so that they would be obedient so that they would be lucky enough to never see that entity. But you saw it, you were walking through the woods with the white snow falling on your hood, leaving marks with every step until you abruptly stopped. There it was, the impostor sun, after a few minutes of intense silence and only shared glances, he spoke.

"Who are you, little one?" He asked looking at you, he seemed amused by your presence, his tone was somewhat playful, it's something, but not as loud as you thought it would be, but definitely much louder than you.