A light green blanket covered the landscape, not missing a single spot with its soft brush. The sun painted shadows with its mellow light as birds sang their love songs out of sight in ecstasy. No doubt, it was spring. One could clearly hear noises growing louder and louder when walking along the narrow gravel road. It could easily feel like an infestation of people, as they came and went past. For someone who was here the first time, it would probably sound a bit strange to deploy a large event to a distant location like this. Unfortunately the truth was, that no other place in who knows how large radius could hold it.
Anastasia lifted her eyes up to the large banner. It was stretched between two white poles, creating a welcoming and a clear entrance. Reading with bold, bright letters in an obnoxious font, the cloth welcomed anyone walking under to the annual kukuri market. For Anastasia, it wasn't the first time – as a child, she would run away just to see some cute and fluffy