A Place of Mystery

Jay is such a gorgeous city where all is well I come upon this city by mistake while Ik was lost in the mountains surrounding it. The city has few people, the houses are small, maybe two or three rooms each. The roads are dusty and always have people walking them. The roads are dusty and always have people walking them. The people there speak only the truth. Most the women  have black hair and bright blue eyes, while the men have brown hair and blue eyes. the children are a wonderfully strange combination of the two. Everyone however, has pale skin , as the mountains block out most of the sun. Every day people rush down to the market and get all the fresh food you could ever need. The city of Jay always smells of lavender, freshly turned soil, and newly baked bread. The air almost tastes of sugar from all the bakers at the market. Jay has no ruler and no government. Everyone takes care of themselves and takes care of each other. Walking through the streets of Jay, i always hear laughter and celtic music coming from the houses. I constantly wish I could show my family this place and bring them to live with me here, but I fear that if I leave, I will never find this place again. Jay is a place of mystery to me, but all I ask is that whatever makes this place so special and strange, it remains a secret to me. One more thing about Jay, is that everyday around noon there is a cry saying wake up.