Dusty Roads, Big Dreams

Dusty Roads, Big Dreams

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All I wanted was to finish my assignment... but the road had other plans." When Thierno, a determined teen from the small village of Tougué, sets out on foot to the next village just to complete his schoolwork, everyone thinks he's crazy. Armed with nothing but a dusty backpack, stubborn courage, and a sharp tongue, Thierno begins a journey that quickly becomes more than just about homework. From clownish cousins and wise friends, to broken bridges, stubborn goats, and strange figures waiting on the road, Thierno discovers that every step holds a lesson - and maybe even secrets that could change his life forever. ✨ A story of humor, struggle, courage, and mystery. ✨ If you've ever chased a dream, you'll walk every mile with him.
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"I just realised something." I say, breaking the long silence from the journey. "I'm not gonna be too sad if we don't end up finding her." I speak looking straight ahead as I drive down the road, a million thoughts running through my head. I continue, "Maybe cause to travel is better than to arrive. It's actually what has happened along the way that counts; the tears, the falls and the friendship. It's about the journey and not the destination. And I know she'd think the same. So, I guess, we just gotta trust that the future is gonna work itself out like it's supposed to." I finish off and the other two don't say anything. I glance towards them to see them watch me with apprehension. We all fall silent once again as the trees pass by us, unable to stop thinking about that one silly, reckless knobhead. Friendships are nice that way, just a bit complicated

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