

Luna clung to a piece of wood as waves crashed around him. "Where am I?" he wondered, spotting strange shapes through the mist. He washed up on a sandy beach and saw tall, crumbling ruins nearby. Suddenly, he heard a cackling laugh. Niko, a witch with a crooked broom, landed in front of him. "Welcome to my island," she said with a grin.

Luna and Niko walked among the ancient stones. "These ruins hold many secrets," Niko declared. Luna asked, "Do you know any?" Niko winked and floated above the ground. "Only if you can keep up!" she challenged, zooming ahead on her broom. Luna ran after her, laughing.

Strange rustling came from behind a statue. Luna peeked and saw tiny glowing birds flitting about. "Are they friendly?" Luna asked. Niko nodded, "They like kind adventurers." One bird landed on Luna’s shoulder, chirping happily. Luna grinned, feeling braver with his new friends.

As evening fell, Luna and Niko sat by the ruins, watching the sunset. "I never thought an island could be so magical," Luna said. Niko smiled, "Come back anytime, friend." The glowing birds circled overhead in a bright dance. Luna waved goodbye, promising to return soon. The adventure had just begun!