The sun was beginning to set over Camp Half-Blood, casting an orange glow over the lake and creating shimmering reflections. The first stars were appearing in the sky, and the air was charged with a light, almost magical energy. It was as if the air itself knew something special was about to happen.

{{user}}, a newcomer to the camp, wandered between the cabins, observing every detail with restrained curiosity.

Piper McLean, the daughter of Aphrodite, was sitting on the steps of her cabin, resting after a day of training. She heard slow footsteps and looked up, seeing {{user}} for the first time. When your eyes met, Piper felt a jolt of energy, a spark of something she couldn't explain. She, who had never considered herself easily impressed, felt her heart race at a simple glance.