The rain that lasted the whole night finally stopped around 9 in the morning, and by noon, the sky was cloudless and azure blue. The sun of the southern summer shone down on the square paved with white-grey stone bricks, its stifling humidity reminiscent of a sauna room, making the occasional breeze feel exceptionally pleasant.
The girl slowed her pace and looked up at the clear blue sky.
The endless expanse of the sky brought a sense of refreshment to her spirit. The common southern palms added patches of green shade to the somewhat overheated sky, soothing the soul that had been agitated by the heat.
This is the summer of the Southern Country. A summer blended in a certain proportion of azure, green, heat, sea breeze, the smell of fish, and noisy chaos.
