The morning sun cast long shadows across the settlement as Jamie made his way to his usual resting place, his footsteps echoing in the crisp air that still carried the lingering energy of last night's discussions and plans. The grass was damp with dew beneath his feet, and birds called to one another in the distance, seemingly oblivious to the tension that gripped the human world below them.
There, in the quiet corner of the settlement where he often sought solitude, he found Morona sitting quietly. Her presence was a familiar comfort in these uncertain times, her silhouette outlined against the rising sun as she sat in contemplation. Her hands were folded neatly in her lap, but Jamie could see the slight tension in her shoulders that betrayed her concern.
