Marco chuckled, his voice like sandpaper on oak. He handed her the charm. "Magic is a big word for a small thing. But look at it closely."
Here is a short story inspired by that feeling of simple, local joy: The Secret of the Silver Gondola piase_me
She looked up at the old man and beamed the widest smile Venice had seen all season. she chirped, clutching the charm to her chest. Marco chuckled, his voice like sandpaper on oak