BENEATH THE AFRICAN STARRY CANOPY: AN EVENING OF WOVEN TALES

The sun descends below the horizon, painting the sky with golden hues. The air grows, carrying the scent of sandalwood. Underneath the uncountable African sky, a world awakens. Ancient stories whisper on the breeze, carried by the rustling leaves of grassy savanna. The sounds of djembes pulsate, weaving a enchanting tapestry of sound. Artisans|