The sun casts a warm orange glow on the wooden houses and glistening trees above the picturesque village. In the distance, the sound of Aquina River can be heard, its water cascading down the mountainside. The buildings are glistening in the light, their wooden frames gleaming in the light. In the foreground, a small village with traditional white sandstone walls and ruins can be seen, their streets lined with palm trees. The air is filled with the fragrance of blooming flowers and the sound of a nearby stream gurgles.