First of all, I might have underestimated how large the market is. It looks like every normal settlement market with small tents and huts, in front of the tents are large tables.
On the tables traders display their goods, art, clothes and food.
The smell of fried dough makes my mouth water.
My nose and eyes trace the aroma to a tiny shop on the left side.
"What is that smell??" I moan softly. It can almost taste it in my mouth; hot, buttery and moist on my tongue, it will taste like perfection.
"That is Mama Tee's hot buns. I know I know. I have had that at least once every week since I was a kid. Mama Tee is a descendant of travelers, not normal travelers they are known everywhere for their beautiful singing voice, oh boy do they sing like angels but they make the best pastries kno
