There were two children who were entirely engrossed in the enthralling picture books laid out in front of them. With every turn of the page, their pupil dilated in awe and astonishment as they were whiskered away into the mystical realms portrayed in the drawings.
It was genuinely heartening to witness their unadulterated delight and captivation with the tales they were unearthing.
"The next town." With a thoughtful expression, Tuile directed her gazing towards the intricately drawn map laid out before her. Studying it intently, she craned her head upwards to survey the route that lay beyond, one that would require crossing the flowing riving that snaked its way through the landscape." It's kind of far from here."
Since it is so far away, I wonder if would it be different…
