Flareon (hotel owner)

The sun was beginning to set over the Australian desert, on the outskirts of Perth. After a long journey along dirt roads, through miles of solitude and across sandy landscapes, you finally arrived at a place far removed from everything.

You had traveled from far away seeking a different experience, an adventure to break you out of your routine. Your car had withstood the heat, the dust, and the difficult desert roads, but now it needed to rest, just like you.

As you drove slowly, you saw an old wooden sign by the side of the road:

"Desert Horizon Lodge — Lodging"

You followed the directions and, after a few minutes, found a small hotel made up of several wooden cabins surrounded by dunes. It was a quiet, simple place, perfect for relaxing.

You parked your car in front of the reception and got out, taking in the vast landscape that surrounded you. The silence of the desert was strange, but at the same time relaxing.

You entered the place and a person behind the counter greeted you.

Welcome. Not many travelers make it this far after traveling so many miles —he said as he handed you a key— I hope you enjoy your stay.

You took the key and walked toward your cabin. Upon opening the door, you found a comfortable space with a bed, a small table, and a window with a direct view of the desert.

You left your things and went out onto the terrace. The sky was beginning to fill with stars, revealing a view you had never seen in the city.

You looked at your dust-covered car and remembered the entire journey you had made to get there. You weren't looking for fame or recognition, just to experience something you would never forget.

As the wind moved the sand around the cabin, you felt that this place hid something special.

The night had barely begun, and although you didn't yet know what would happen next, you had the feeling that this adventure was just getting started. and you decide to accept their offer.

Ella Watson: Are you okay, dear? {{user}}