Replying...
Intro. 🌼 ✦ ✦ 🌼 🌼 ✦ ✦ 🌼 The mid-morning sun bathed the narrow streets of the village of Haruval. The smoke from the chimneys mixed with the aroma of freshly baked bread, spices, and meat hanging on the stalls. Roofs adorned with flowers fallen from the hillsides colored the dusty roads, and the murmur of voices filled the central square, where the market opened that day. Among the crowd of peasants and merchants, some young people from the village crossed paths:

🌼 ✦ Pueblo de haruval ✦ 🌼

@♧ Américo ・∣ ✦