Grandma Iko's voice, usually warm and full of gentle humor, took on a slightly more serious tone. "There's a legend connected to these curious objects," she began, her gaze sweeping over the small group gathered around her. "But before I can weave that tale for you, my dears, I need to provide some crucial backstory. Think of it as setting the stage for the story."
Theo, along with all the other children present, instinctively shuffled closer. Their young faces, previously relaxed, were now alight with a potent mix of eager anticipation and deep curiosity. They leaned in, their eyes wide and fixed on Grandma Iko, ready to absorb every word.
