Clyde, the wise men's loyal camel, stood patiently as the three magi prepared for their journey. Melchior, Caspar, and Balthazar were discussing the path they would take. "Today we start our adventure to meet the newborn king," Clyde thought excitedly, feeling the weight of the gifts on his back.

Clyde marveled at the brilliance of the great star that guided them. Caspar, with a gentle voice, spoke to Clyde, "Our journey is blessed by this guiding light, old friend. We must follow it with faith." The wise men took turns sharing stories, their voices harmonizing with the whispering wind.

Clyde and the wise men stopped to rest. Balthazar patted Clyde's side affectionately, "You’ve carried us well, dear friend," he said as they settled beside the water. The wise men discussed the gifts they brought: gold, symbolizing kingship; frankincense, representing deity; and myrrh, foreshadowing sacrifice.

Clyde's heart swelled with anticipation. Melchior pointed toward the humble stable, "There, where the light is brightest. Our journey ends, and a new one begins." The wise men and Clyde moved forward with reverence, their hearts ready to meet the blessed child.

Clyde knelt beside the wise men as they offered their gifts. [@ch_3]Caspar[/@ch_3_d]"We offer these treasures to honor the King of Kings,"[/@ch_3_d] he said softly. The baby’s tiny hands reached out, touching the hearts of all present with a profound sense of peace and joy.

Clyde carried the memory of the star and the manger in his heart. Balthazar[/@ch_4_d]"This night will be remembered for eternity,"[/@ch_4_d] he whispered. [@ch_1]Clyde knew their journey had changed them all, and as they began their journey home, his spirit was light with the joy of having been part of such a divine moment.