~A man lay under a tree gazing at the clouds above. A blade of grass stuck out of his lips as his eyes dilated. A straw hat was balanced casually on his head partially covering his face. He would yawn at intervals and scratch the stubble on his chin.

His ears perked up at the sound of footsteps nearby. He rose up a bit and turned to his left. Dominic stood there with a calm smile on his face. The man sprang up quickly and gave him a scrutinising gaze.

"Who are you?" The man asked.

"Ah, I do not think that is important." Dominic waved his question off. "Your...