Village

Through the quiet rustling of leaves, the crackling of dry wood underfoot can be heard. A guitar melody stretches out by the fire, illuminating the faces of the young people. Local old women whisper in the shadows, exchanging gossip about their neighbors. The village postman, shaking his head, passes by, scaring the chickens running along the road. In the distance, the local police officer scolds alcoholics who stole sugar. Everyone is immersed in their own cozy, measured world.