After what seemed like hours of beautiful, swirling words, almost filling my ears whispering every detail of the images that lie within the pages. As if luring me to slumber about the pleasant scenes of land that stretched for miles filled with trees, flowers and town folk.
His deep soft words describing the vibrant town markets that line the walls, filled with different foods fill the air there aromas , tools sharp and machines clanking working their mysterious magic , beautiful clothes and a rainbow materials glimmering in the sun, spices; sweet and spicy, absolutely anything you need or want. The loud street bustling in the morning chaos, the shouting of the stall owners, the discussing of prices or the laughing between friends.
The warmth of Julian's shoulder beside me comfort
