Metaphoric None Fiction tells.// Clue into a Pretty Season.

There was once a small town nestled amidst rolling hills, a captivating phenomenon known as the "The Cooling season or harmattan period". The town's men eagerly awaited the arrival of this enchanting period, for it brought respite from unfriendly scorching and unstable sunny days and transformed our world into a tranquil oasis.

As the warm breeze of harmattan gradually calms, a refreshing breeze whispers through the trees like the siren in Greek mythology, signaling the conspicuous arrival of the Cooling Season. The atmosphere became crisp and vivifying, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves. Day by day, the temperature gradually went down, and the hope among the people grew.

The arrival of the Cooling Season was emblazoned with great jauntiness. The townsmen organized a festival of glamor to honor the incarcerated weather that blessed their lives. Streets were caparisoned with pretty banners and also lanterns, and the atmosphere was encompassed with laughter and joy. Kids donned with cozy clothes and scarves, while adults wrapped themselves in warm sweaters, relishing the opportunity to indulge in relatively hot cocoa and gather around chucking bonfires which rejuvenated a cogitation of my early days in high school.

During the daytime, the town's men would check outside, enjoying the breeze and cold weather. They engaged in outdoor activities like walkout, street football, exploring vibrant places, and picnicking by the shimmering beaches. The roads displayed a mesmerizing palette of reds, oranges, and different other colors, as if nature itself was rejoicing in the arrival of this period.

At night, the streets transformed into a mystical wonder space. The sky got so clear and decorated with countless stars, it seemed closer than ever imagined. The soft luminous nature of the moon really casts long shadows across the earth surface, adding a real touch to the environment. Well wishers and families gathered in snugly homes, sharing stories and relishing the comforting warmth of crackling fire spots.

The harmattan Season also brought a renewed sense of creativity to the local people, children, footballer musicians, and writers like Chinua Achebe drew inspiration from the serene atmosphere of our local, demonstrating masterpieces that captured the reason for the season. The local theater bands performed enchanting plays, while the town's young folks serenaded the community with motivational symphonies that resonated through the night.

In each passing day, the temperature dropped further, and a magical dew painted across our lithosphere turning it into a glowing wonderland.

The harmattan Season lasted for several weeks, leaving an unforgettable mark on the hearts of the locals. As the weather gradually transitioned into a warmer season, the memories shared during this magical time stayed with everyone.

We've learnt to celebrate the beauty of our environment, the value of trading life with ease which is a lesson by nature, and the joy of coming together as a people.

What an exquisite season of celebration that resonates in a million minds of folks creating indelible, repeated remarks overtime.

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