There existed a fair-sized city built and paved with stones. Who knows how many years it has been since its foundation but the walls were in a state of disrepair. Arrows filled the gaps along with holes from successive attacks.

People came and went; the city witnessed one era after another. The pebbles were polished by the feet of pedestrians. Some streets were even shiny from this effect.

Its architectural style consisted of streams and bridges weaving through the old buildings. This was a peaceful area for its citizens. Everyone here practically knew each other due to the small number.

If you were to ask about the most famous thing in the city, the people here would inadvertently...