A BOY's fantacy
Once upon a time, in a small, sun-kissed town, there lived a boy named Luca. With tousled brown hair and bright blue eyes, he was the dreamer of his grade. He spent countless afternoons perched on the old oak tree in his backyard, sketching far-off lands and mythical creatures in a weathered notebook. But among all his doodles and imaginings, one particular figure took root in his heart—a girl named Mia.
Mia was the daughter of the town’s baker, and her laughter could light up even the darkest corners of the busy marketplace. She had a wild mane of golden hair and a sprinkle of freckles across her nose, making her look like she was kissed by the sun. Every morning, as the smell of fresh bread wafted through the air, Luca would catch glimpses of her collecting flour and shaping dough, her hands dusted in white as she twirled about, lost in her own world. In his mind, she was the queen of that world, a fairy tale come to life.
Luca often daydreamed about her. He would imagine that they were explorers in a vast, enchanted forest, where they could hear the whispers of the ancient trees and discover hidden clearings filled with wildflowers. In his fantasies, Mia would lead the way, her laughter mingling with the birdsong, and together they would find treasures—glimmering stones and...
Mia was the daughter of the town’s baker, and her laughter could light up even the darkest corners of the busy marketplace. She had a wild mane of golden hair and a sprinkle of freckles across her nose, making her look like she was kissed by the sun. Every morning, as the smell of fresh bread wafted through the air, Luca would catch glimpses of her collecting flour and shaping dough, her hands dusted in white as she twirled about, lost in her own world. In his mind, she was the queen of that world, a fairy tale come to life.
Luca often daydreamed about her. He would imagine that they were explorers in a vast, enchanted forest, where they could hear the whispers of the ancient trees and discover hidden clearings filled with wildflowers. In his fantasies, Mia would lead the way, her laughter mingling with the birdsong, and together they would find treasures—glimmering stones and...