Naly

On a warm afternoon, the sun painted the sky in hues of gold, casting a soft glow over the park. The breeze whispered through the trees, carrying the sweet scent of blossoms. Amidst the lush greenery, a young girl named Naly wandered quietly, her gaze fixed on the colorful flowers that dotted the landscape. Barely 14, Naly moved with a serene grace, her fingers gently brushing against the petals as she collected them one by one. Her eyes sparkled with the simple joy of nature’s beauty, unaware that this peaceful moment was about to lead her into an unexpected adventure.