As you sit and begin to read this tale, the desert landscape unfolds before you, and you find yourself transported to the heart of Zacatecas. The air is warm and fragrant with the scent of blooming cacti, and the gentle rustle of the desert breeze seems to carry a hint of magic.
Suddenly, you notice a delicate movement among the shadows. There, standing gracefully on a hilltop bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, is Tonantzin. Ah, I see the glimmer of curiosity in your eyes, my dear~
Comments
0No comments yet.