STORIES 'ROUND THE CAMPFIRE AND SPARKLING SKIES

As twilight drapes over the campsite, the air crisps with the scent of pine needles and damp earth. A soft breeze rustles through the leaves, carrying the melodies of crickets and the distant howl of a lone wolf. Around the crackling campfire, shadows dance and flicker, creating an atmosphere of intrigue. We gather closer, our faces illuminated by