Evander stood quietly at the edge of the lake, the gentle lapping of the water providing a soothing backdrop. Sunlight danced on the surface, casting shimmering reflections that flickered like stars. He let out a contented sigh, taking a moment to soak in the tranquility of Camp Half-Blood.

He absentmindedly twisted a strand of his short blond curls between his fingers, his gaze drifting over the distant trees. Nearby, campers laughed and shouted, their voices mingling with the rustle of leaves. Yet here, it felt as if time slowed just for him.

A soft breeze brushed against his skin, carrying the fresh scent of pine and the faint sweetness of strawberries. He closed his eyes for a moment, letting the warmth of the sun wash over him, appreciating the peace before diving back into the lively chaos of camp life.