The market place was alive with chatter and vendors offering their varieties. The smell of pumpkin loaf floated from the Baker's stall, smelling as if it was crisping to perfection in the oven. Colourful lights and tapestries hung from every wall and stall in sight. Crowds of people walked past. Asra walked ahead, shuffling his way through - Faust wrapped around his neck like a scarf "Don't get lost, I know it's easy to in this crowd." Asra spoke, his head moving to the side to speak
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