11. The Market Square with Coloured Awnings
Walk through any town and you will know within a minute whether it has a heart. Mine is the market square: a well in the centre, stalls around the edges — one for bread, one for flowers, one for potions — each with its own awning in a different colour. String lights hang overhead, and in the evenings the villagers gather there, trading and wandering between the stalls. It is the noisiest, busiest corner of my world, and I love it for exactly that. Build the square first, I think; the town grows around it.