Touring town Stories

We walked three abreast. I held Akasha’s hand to my left and Sydney’s to my right. Standing between them, I was struck by just how lucky I was. Sydney was radiant on my right, her dress a deep green silk, embroidered with golden dragons that twisted around her waist and along her arms. The designs shimmered in the sunlight as she moved, mesmerizing and mysterious, the dragons seeming alive as they wound along the fabric....