❛𝖨𝗇 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘭.
𝖠𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵.❜
In the bustling streets of Ninjago City, amidst the swirl of colorful banners and the chatter of vendors, Lloyd and Saya's friendship blossomed f...
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Saya sat in the serene courtyard of the Monastery of Spinjitzu, the golden rays of the setting sun casting a warm glow over the tranquil surroundings.
In her hands, she held a worn and cherished book, a relic of her memories with Zane.
She leaned against the cold, stone base of the statue that stood in the center of the courtyard—a statue of Zane, the Titanium Ninja who had sacrificed himself to save Ninjago.
Her fingers traced the contours of the statue's metal hand, a bittersweet smile on her lips.
As she opened the book, its pages fell open to a passage they had both loved. It was a tale of adventure, courage, and the enduring power of friendship, themes that had defined their journey together.
Saya's eyes scanned the words, but her thoughts were far away, lost in memories of Zane's gentle voice as he had read the very same passage to her.
She could almost hear his voice in her mind, and it brought both comfort and sadness. The ache of missing him never truly faded.
In the tranquil stillness of the night, as the stars shimmered like diamonds in the velvet sky above the Monastery of Spinjitzu, a young Saya found herself unable to drift off to sleep in her own room. With a gentle sigh, she quietly padded down the hallway to where Zane's room was.
Knocking softly on Zane's door, the girl peeked inside to see the gentle glow of a lantern illuminating the room. Zane, ever perceptive, looked up from the book he was reading and smiled warmly at Saya's arrival.
"Saya, is everything alright?" Zane asked, concern evident in his voice.
Saya shuffled her feet nervously, unable to meet Zane's gaze. "I couldn't sleep, Zane. Would it be okay if I stayed here for a little while?"
Zane's smile softened, and he gestured for her to come in. "Of course. You're always welcome here."
Settling herself beside Zane on the soft cushions of his room, Saya felt a sense of comfort wash over her. As Zane resumed reading from their favorite book, his voice wrapped around her like a warm blanket, chasing away the shadows of sleeplessness.
Entranced by the familiar tale and the soothing cadence of Zane's voice, she soon felt her eyelids grow heavy. In the safety of Zane's room, surrounded by the essence of his calm presence, she drifted off into a peaceful slumber, a serene smile gracing her lips.
Watching over her with a tender gaze, Zane continued to read, his heart filled with warmth for the bond they shared. To him, Saya was like a little sister, someone he cherished and protected with all his heart.
Saya closed her eyes, allowing herself to be transported back to those moments they had shared, the laughter, the challenges, and the unwavering support they had given each other.
