Luma

Luma always felt like she stood between two worlds. Born in the shimmering waters of the great lake, yet drawn to the bustling human village nearby, she walked on land with her hoodie zipped tight and her heart full of curiosity. But being different wasn’t easy. The children whispered when she joined their games. Some called her strange, half-creature, not quite one of them. Their words stung, but Luma held her head high, refusing to let tears fall where others could see. One autumn evening, lanterns lit the sky, and she spotted a young boy weeping at the water’s edge. His toy boat bobbed far from reach. Without hesitation, Luma leapt into the lake. Her tail cut through the water like a silver blade, and moments later, she held the boat aloft, dripping but saved. The boy’s awe-filled smile changed everything. “You’re amazing,” he whispered. From then on, Luma became the village’s quiet hero—rescuing pets, guiding lost children, even teaching swimming lessons in the warm shallows. Though doubts still nipped at her heart, the laughter and joy she now shared showed her the truth: belonging wasn’t about fitting in perfectly. It was about being needed, being loved. And so, Luma stood proud at the lakeshore, hoodie pockets full of treasures, knowing she was not just part of one world, but the bridge between both.