Things started getting better after the big battle. The forest was healing, and the sky at night was finally clear, with stars twinkling like they were happy to be seen.
Peter and I found a quiet spot near the edge of the forest one
evening. The sun was going down, making everything warm and golden. The stars
were showing up, and it felt good to just relax.
Peter nudged me playfully. "Remember when I accidentally shot an energy ball at a tree during the fight?"
I laughed, remembering that silly moment. "Yeah, the tree
turned into a disco ball!"
Peter grinned, his eyes crinkling. "I guess trees love to
party."
"Too bad it didn't start dancing," I joked, feeling
happy.
We sat quietly, listening to the sounds of nature around us.
"You know," Peter said thoughtfully, "after all
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