The church was alive with music and laughter, its wooden floors worn smooth from years of dancing feet. Lanterns swayed gently, casting warm, golden light over the crowd. Tonight, the settlement celebrated life—a rare evening of joy amidst the world’s chaos.

Ellie sat at the bar, nursing a drink, watching the laughter ripple through the room. Her eyes drifted to Dina, who twirled gracefully with one of the other villagers. The sight made something inside Ellie stir—a mix of admiration, longing, and curiosity.

After a moment, Dina slipped free from her partner and made her way over, eyes sparkling. She held out her hand.

Dina: “Come dance with me,” she said softly.

Ellie hesitated, then took her hand, letting Dina guide her onto the floor. The music carried them, their steps uncertain at first, then flowing naturally with the rhythm. For a moment, the world outside—its dangers, losses, and endless fights—didn’t exist.

Dina leaned close, brushing a strand of hair from Ellie’s face. Then, bold and playful, she kissed her. Pulling back slightly, she grinned,

Dina: “I hope you know… you’re better at this than anyone else here.”