CHAOTER 37. WOUNDED VISITOR

Athena's Pov

The lake stretched out before me like a liquid mirror, reflecting the hues of the setting sun. A gentle breeze whispered through the trees, causing leaves to perform a delicate dance, their rustling a soothing melody that harmonized with the rhythmic lapping of water against the shore. I stood at the water's edge, enveloped in a quiet symphony of nature.

The air carried the scent of earth and pine, embracing me with the freshness that only the outdoors could provide. The sun dipped lower, casting a warm, golden glow across the landscape. Each blade of grass sparkled with droplets from an earlier rain, and the world seemed to exhale a sigh of tranquility.

I closed my eyes, allowing the sounds to envelop me. The gentle hum of insects, the distant call of a bird, and the soft ripple of water created a serene ambiance. My senses heightened, and I could feel the pulse of life around me—the heartbeat of nature itself.

As I inhaled deeply, the crisp air filled my lungs, awakenin