We knew no other place than this, where the blue and orange light of dawn peeks through the surrounding dark purple hills, piercing the thick fog left behind by the humid tropical night, where ancestors still search for their descendants, descendants who no longer remember them.
I love what you've written here about your hometown! Your words paint such a romantic picture. For me, the place that will always hold the most memory for me and that will always feel like my home is also the town I grew up in, Ipoh. ♥️
This is so beautifully written and so nice to learn a bit more about your hometown!
Thank you, Sophie!
I love what you've written here about your hometown! Your words paint such a romantic picture. For me, the place that will always hold the most memory for me and that will always feel like my home is also the town I grew up in, Ipoh. ♥️
Ipoh! Hello, neighbor. :) our hometowns are inextricably tied together.