As night fell, the group gathered around a crackling campfire in a serene clearing. The wilderness around them was a symphony of rustling leaves and distant animal calls, harmonizing with the gentle whisper of the wind. The sky above was a vast, inky canvas, dotted with countless stars that shimmered like diamonds scattered across black velvet.
The flames danced and flickered, casting a warm, golden glow on their faces. Lyon sat cross-legged, staring into the fire with a contemplative look. Cecile and Maria were beside him, leaning slightly against each other, sharing quiet words and soft laughter. Selena sat a little apart, her eyes reflecting the firelight as she gazed up at the sky, lost in thought. Assid, ever watchful, positioned himself to keep an eye on the surrounding darkness.
