The road opens onto a wide meadow along the western bank of the Kingfisher River, where rows of makeshift stalls press together beneath patched canvas awnings. The air carries the scent of salt, leather, and freshly cut herbs. Copper pots gleam in the sunlight beside wicker baskets, and the hum of chatter fills the air, farmers trading stories with townsfolk, voices rising in laughter, or the sharp tone of a bargain struck.

Dust clings to your boots as you step between the stalls of the Green Market, the beating heart of Saltmarsh’s west bank.

• Boy in the Market ("Tobin")