In a tribute to martyrs, every step resonated with honor. Holding clay-filled urns and singing tales of valor, chests swelled with pride. When the spirited youth groups marched with victory chants, their footsteps echoed far and wide. With the sunrise, a procession began, footprints resonating in every home. The journey, dedicated to the martyrs, grew as streets were painted in the tricolor. The sound of footsteps reverberated through the city, reaching the ears of the municipal corporation.
