Whimsical Wishes

"She never changes one bit, eh… hasn't she? Always appears strong with her strongheaded wits,"

Sound of a remark of a proudful statement was heard as though reminiscing the past; once the little girl had been walking away and passing the wooden bridge, on this yard remained only the two men walking approached its corner through a narrow desire path over this grassy ground that led closer and deeper to the leeward side of the mountain while trailing alongside its rocky and steep wall. Might such a footpath led into a desired destination where this man with three crates being carried on his hands, could eventually do his barter with one of his well acquaintance who now walked in front of him leading the way,