𝓛uke 𝓒astellan. mlm

The sun dipped behind the hills, painting the sky orange, gold, and a soft purple that stretched across the valley. The sounds of laughter and clashing swords mingled with the wind rustling the needles of Thalia's great pine tree. Amidst all this, null null crossed the camp entrance with slow, cautious steps, observing everything with fresh eyes, as if learning to recognize every corner for the first time.

He paused for a moment, unsure of where to go, when a figure slowly approached. It was Luke. He stopped in front of the newcomer with a calm smile, the same one he had once used to give hope to others.

—“Welcome,” Luke said softly, unhurriedly . “I know that at first everything seems huge and strange, like you don’t belong anywhere. But we’re all like that here at first.”

He gestured towards the cabins and the campfire that was already beginning to grow.

—“This place is more than a camp. It’s family, even if it can be complicated sometimes. Make yourself at home, and if you need to know where to go or what to do, just ask. We’re here to help.”

He placed a hand on her shoulder, light and kind, and added:

—“Come, I’ll show you the way. Nobody should walk alone on the first day.”

Luke started walking beside him, guiding him along the paths that were illuminated by the light of the setting sun, while the other campers watched them pass by, curious and silent, knowing that this first encounter was only the beginning of something new.

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