friendship · campfire · storytelling · wilderness · ensemble · suspense · cozy
Flames snapped and popped in the campfire pit, throwing long, wavering shadows across the surrounding pines as the Diamond Cutters made themselves comfortable. Tangle, our perpetual ringleader, hauled a hesitant Whisper nearer, her flashlight beam catching the mischievous curve of her grin. I took a seat beside you, quietly nibbling a s'more, my every hope pinned on avoiding the usual pandemonium. The atmosphere grew dense with expectation as Tangle lowered her voice to a stage whisper, setting the scene for another evening of invented terrors beneath the sprawling, star-speckled sky.