Chapter 0

The night has descended donning the marvelous cape of moonlight , its bleak glow shone through the window to greet an old friend. How many nights has it been since Elnord felt the glow of it , yet it never fails to greet him, perhaps his only friend. Another night another season all of it ordinary yet still unsettling. The cracked window glass, creaked doors shown negligence. Yet how did this ruin grasped the gaze of him, "will he come again, I wonder" Elnord thought to himself  "Doesn't matter anyway" he berated, his lips frowned. 
"That frown tells me you missed me" Triston said with a smug stretched amidst his face. "Insolence! how could I? Don't get cocky you kid" Elnord replied. "Well if I am a nuisance I might as well go back then!" Triston implied, anticipating a reply he fixed his gaze on Elnord . Elnord looks at him and says "Do if u must, I wont stop you" a reply that caught Triston by surprise "ahh! i was kid-d-ding no-need to get worked up man, jeez" stuttered Triston. 

"Today moon's shining like the end of the world, isn't it ?" Triston says with a grin. Elnord tucked his lips and stared at the night sky through the window deep in gaze. "why don't we go outside of the house tonight" suggests Triston.

The sky illuminated by the moonlight dons a cape glittered by stars. the blissful stolen glow shines ever so radiant. The cricket choir in the background cheered by the fireflies performs a beautiful sonnet. Triston says "You seem out of it today, what happened?" Elnord tucked his lips again refusing to answer, Triston says "well that is to be expected of the great hermit crab of suburbs" "if you must know I had a great day today, she-" "I'm not interested" interrupts Elnord. "O-okay" Triston pouts and looks to the sky, gazing onto the full moon. "If your going to keep quiet this really would end up boring you know" 
"if the devil we're to give you an offer would u accept it ?" instigates Elnord "depends" replies Triston "But what can they even do" Triston questions "A lot they can grant you any of your materialistic desire" "materialistic seems farfetched" says Triston. "If so tell me yours" Elnord smiles.