Alan led the way, his eyes scanning the horizon for signs of their next challenge, but also taking in the beauty of the landscape unfolding before them. The terrain shifted gradually as they moved through rolling meadows dotted with wildflowers, into denser woods where light struggled to penetrate the thick canopy overhead.
As they traversed this changing landscape, their conversation turned to the roles they played, not just in their small group but in the broader context of the battles they faced. Each friend brought something unique to their collective strength, a complement of skills, wisdom, and heart that when united, seemed to transcend their individual capabilities.
"It's like the book says," Mira pointed out as they took a brief rest under the shade of towering oaks, "each star may shine on its own, but it's the constellations that truly map the heavens. We're like that—a constellation, each of us a point of light in a greater design."
