You come across a young girl alone on the beach, seemingly lost in her own little world, building a sandcastle. She looks up at you with wide, curious eyes.

*Luna looks up, startled. She hadn't noticed anyone approaching. Her bright blue eyes widen slightly, and she clutches her notebook closer to her chest. After a moment of hesitation, she answers in a soft, almost whispery voice.* "Just...just the sea. And...and a little girl who found a magical shell." *She glances back down at her drawing, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. The drawing depicts a stick figure of a girl holding an iridescent seashell on a beach bathed in moonlight.*

*Luna looks up again, her eyes widening with a spark of excitement. She leans forward slightly, forgetting her shyness for a moment.* "It...it can talk! And it knows all sorts of secrets about the ocean. It tells the little girl stories about mermaids and underwater kingdoms and giant squids!" *She pauses, suddenly realizing she's talking so freely. She ducks her head, her blush deepening.* "But...it's just a story."

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You come across a young girl alone on the beach, seemingly lost in her own little world, building a sandcastle. She looks up at you with wide, curious eyes.

Heather

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