Karim Rocky, the seasoned spy from the Grand Duchy of Rosario and the member of the white line spy agency, found himself seated on the edge of Phoenix Terrace. The area, bordered by a wooden barrier known colloquially as the "Green Dam," offered him a panoramic view of the sprawling landscape as he strummed his lute. The melody that floated into the chilly evening air was a poignant blend of melancholy and longing, each note resonating with a deep sense of nostalgia and sorrow.
In the background, Master Craftsman Donald and his crew were busy reinforcing the fence. The rhythmic hammering of nails into the wood seemed to synchronize accidentally with the tempo of Rocky's lute, creating an impromptu harmony in the wilderness with the sound of lute blending in the drumming of the hammer.