The sentinels of light are known as fireflies in the woods, protecting the gardens from darkness, until they discover that there is no brightness without shadow, even the purest light is accompanied by a mist that haunts it, making them live in a constant battle against themselves, because lightness invites darkness for ascendancy, and darkness accepts the call of brightness. Their devourers are desperate for even a spark of light. Between the barriers of a glow that fights against obscurity, they still have to fight against themselves, their mission is beyond being a flyer fire or a sentinel that protects the luminosity.