story any world

Then comes summer, bold and full of life. The sun blazes high, drenching the world in heat, and nothing soothes the soul like a juicy slice of watermelon. Biting into its cool flesh, I feel an instant relief, the explosion of sweetness mingling with the trickling sensation of cold juice running down my chin. Peaches, too, ripen under the summer sun, their golden skin soft to the touch, their fragrance heavy in the air. They taste like long days and late evenings, like laughter echoing in the twilight.