126. Information girl

As the white-washed landscape regained its colour, I saw a row of red-earth coloured brick houses in front of me. I wonder if it's the climate or the culture, but in this capital, it's customary to build with bricks. "Eh? This isn't a meadow." Eleonor looks around with curiosity. "Where.....is this......?" Zeshia asks looking up … Continue reading 126. Information girl