Its light pulsed softly, surrounded by faces that now felt closer than ever.
And under the star-drenched sky of Gyeongpo, the Head Baker stood still, watching something she had gently built now come to life on its own: bravery, belonging, and home.
P.S. I’ve prepared a little appreciation folder for all of you, just a small token of love. You can access it through this link: https://t.co/W83YzkH7Ek