The village looked like a dream, sitting by a large lake in the middle of nowhere – the trees growing tall and dense. I had not planned to seek civilisation while traversing this remote region, but upon finding the road that led me here, my inner voice told me to follow it; and like most of my adult life, I listened.
The voice guides me to paths I never knew existed, choices I never realised was available to me…
… Well, I should probably leave it at that. As it is the reason for my journey, to see where these “imaginary” roads can take me.
At the outskirts of the village, I passed a few quaint looking houses, all in red, as was customary on the countryside.
And upon entering the town, I immediately encountered a large crowd gathering at the centre of town. The town was buzzing with activity and vendors, which suited me as it made my presence all the more inconspicuous.