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There is a tree planted deep in the plains of the moor, known only as The Tree of life and is said to bare the fruits of the Gods. It stands rooted in the thin soil, clinging to the large, scattered lumps of granite. The tree casts its shadow over the random plumes of green spiky thorns and purple bushy heather that, persistently, pushes through the deep crevices created by the indiscriminate boulders (which look like hundreds of discarded jig saw pieces that could never fit together). Looking lonely and isolated the tree rarely blossoms, and never grows any apples. This is said to be because the tree is, in fact, not an apple tree at all. Unfortunately no one has been able to identify it. Thus it shall remain known as an apple tree, a lucky apple tree.

In the beginning, Peer was drawn to the moors by a stream of light that pierced through the unnatural, lingering fog and illuminated his town with an eerie green tint. The town seemed empty, and there was no sign of Peer's father, who was taking good care of him up until this point.
The light lead him directly into a ditch, the soil at the bottom of the damp, muddy dent in the ground was disturbed by large, unevenly spread lumps of granite. Peer was shaded by these accumulations of rock and, looking up, saw the twisted apple tree that rarely blossomed and never bared any apples, the tree was said to bring good luck, 'Will I need it?' he thought to himself.
Peer could see through the gaps in between the scattered mass of stone, he stared directly into what he believed to be, two large and bright car head lights. Suddenly the balls of light separated and shot off in two different directions and in their place emerged a large silhouette that had risen from what appeared to be a hole in the ground. The beast rose higher and higher, it was clutching something with both hands. Then, to Peer's sheer astonishment, it flung open a glorious pair of wings, the span of which easily reached twenty feet, and with one swift leap it sprang into the air and began to glide upwards swerving as it went, to the left, then to the right. Peer leapt to his feet with the intention of following the magnificent creature, but found himself face to face with a ball of sheer light, that was hovering in mid-air, and then he fell to his knees.
Peer woke the next morning, peacefully, in his own bed,