UNDER AFRICAN SKIES: A NIGHT IN A WOVEN WORLD

The sun descends below the horizon, painting the sky with golden hues. The air thickens, carrying the scent of sandalwood. Underneath the immense African sky, a world blossoms. Ancient stories are shared on the breeze, carried by the rustling leaves of acacia trees. The sounds of djembes throb, weaving a enchanting tapestry of sound. Weavers| s