The Road Home🪿🌻

Every morning, before the village awoke, four white geese would leave their little shelter and follow the muddy path between the fields of golden flowers. No one knew where they were going. The villagers only smiled when they saw their tiny footprints beside the puddles left by the night's rain. An old woman who lived in the first cottage often watched them from her vindow. She believed the geese were searching for something they had once lost-a forgotten memory hidden somewhere beyond the sunflowers. One spring morning, after a long night of rain, the path glittered like a ribbon of silver beneath the sky. The geese walked more slowly than usual, stopping to look at their reflections in the water. For the first time, they seemed to realize that what they had been searching for was never at the end of the road. It was the journey itself The flowers swaying in the breeze, the warm cottages, the reflections dancing in the puddles.🪿🌼🌻

Chain

TEZOS

Network

Tezos

Contract

KT1AhzZ5oj2ic7Uk7dCyjHRv1Ma7U7smFaQ1

Token ID

70