Gracious step after another, habitual comes light ducking of own head when crossing threshold of a door made for those smaller than herself. With ears perked, dark nose lifts to catch calming scents of homely cafe. How quaint ! Nostalgic, perhaps / reminiscent of village long left behind. A comforting thought and atmosphere alike, easily relaxing weary traveler.
“ Hello ! “ thus she hails with excitement abound as lively gait carries forest — borne towards the counter, violet hues lined with a curiosity accentuated by warm smile. Though comfort of own tent and self — made beverages would forever be adored by wandering heart, nay opportunity she would waste to see all there is to offer in villages passed by elusive merchant. // @universalcarnival ( coffee twist )
