🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

- See, now it's like the sun has risen over the desert and is sparkling on the crystal surface of the oasis," he said, running his hand through her auburn hair, letting his fingers play with its curls, as he drew her closer and gave her one of those kisses that made the hearts of all his admirers back home flutter, and those who weren't yet, for some strange reason, instantly became so. "Let's go home, slowly. You can tell me about Mufigur, about your trip, and I'll tell you about Ruzaniel, about my adventures. We'll create new memories, and when we get there, we'll rewrite this."
Winking, he takes a banana from her hand and places it on his shoulder, as if he were Vladimir Ilyich, posing with an inflatable log for communist newspapers:
"Oops! Have you ever been to Tung? I recently met some people from there, they're funny guys, but a little strange. Can you imagine, they wear..." He puts his other hand on her waist and pulls her along.