I will carry the warmth, the stillness, the chaos, and the wonder of every moment spent under our shared stars. This club… this family… it holds a piece of me now. And I will hold it, too. Gently, endlessly.
Samantha is Samantha because of Lunaris.
To the Stars of Lunaris,
I suppose this is it... My final page in the quiet book we’ve been writing together under moonlight.
I’m Samantha, Sam, if you remember. The one who watched more often than she spoke,
I may have been the quiet one, the less seen, the less heard, but I was still part of the constellation that made this midnight sky glow.
You may not always remember me, and that’s okay. I will remember you.