453 Its a Date

The fall night in the wooded peak was a canvas of darkness, yet it held a beauty all its own. An incomparable calm, one found only in the dead of night and when the crack of dawn descended on a space.

The two moons adorned the sky, their silver light casting an enchanting glow over the landscape, mirroring the excitement pulsating within the three participants.

The absence of light pollution allowed the stars to twinkle brightly, adding to the celestial spectacle above. Nature had provided just enough illumination to brighten the stage, but enough darkness to minimize any awkwardness one might feel.

Ancient Birch Trees stood sentinel, their majestic forms towering over the landscape, while various species of flora adorned the surroundings, creating a picturesque backdrop for the awaiting spectators.