54 Back home
Rain and his family continued their journey through the countryside, passing by vast stretches of fertile land and picturesque farms. The landscape seemed to stretch endlessly, with rolling hills and expansive fields as far as the eye could see. They traveled along dusty roads, occasionally crossing paths with other travelers. Still, for the most part, they were surrounded by the serene beauty of nature.
As they ventured further into the countryside, the frequency of villages dwindled. Instead, they encountered more and more farms, each with its own distinct charm. The air was filled with the scent of freshly plowed soil and the sounds of chirping birds. The simplicity and tranquility of rural life embraced them, offering a respite from the tumultuous events they had left behind in the capital.
With each passing day, Rain felt a growing sense of peace and contentment in the countryside. The vast open spaces, the slower pace of life, and the closeness to nature provided a healing balm for their weary souls. They found solace in the simplicity of their surroundings and the genuine warmth of the people they encountered along the way.
The only problem that they faced was the fact that Dana and Kei kept asking for Roan… it was really heartbreaking when Rain heard them calling for their papa so often. Even Kei, who was quite quiet, missed Roan a lot.
"Papa will join us later, don't worry," Leiah said.
At the end of those five days, they finally saw a small village ahead, and it seemed that they were walking right toward it. Rain looked at his mother, and she showed a look of nostalgia. It seemed that she was back at her first home.
"Mom, I think we should find your parents and then lay low for a while," Rain said. "Talking with your acquaintances will make some rumors spread, even if the people of the village are your friends."
"Yes, I suppose so… let's hide our faces and then head to my parent's home," Leiah said, and then the group used some pieces of cloth as hoods to hide their faces.
The village was known for its agricultural prosperity, and it was evident in the scenes that unfolded before their eyes. Teams of horses, led by hardworking farmers, skillfully transported heavy loads of golden grains from the fields to the nearby storage areas. The horses, their muscles glistening with sweat, moved in unison as if guided by an invisible conductor. It was a symphony of labor, a testament to the village's reliance on agriculture.
Rain and his family stood by the side, captivated by the sight. They watched the farmers meticulously unload the grains, carefully stacking them in large, sturdy storage structures. The rhythmic movements of the farmers, the clattering of wagon wheels, and the gentle rustling of grain filled the air, creating a sense of purpose and productivity.
The village was a charming sight, nestled amidst the peaceful countryside. It had a simple yet prosperous atmosphere, with neat streets winding between cozy houses. The buildings were made of sturdy materials like wood and stone, showcasing a rustic charm. Colorful flowers adorned windowsills, adding a touch of vibrancy to the scene.
At the heart of the village was a lively square bustling with activity. Locals went about their daily routines, engaging in conversations and going about their chores. A majestic oak tree stood tall in the center, providing shade and a gathering spot for the villagers.
The village thrived on its self-sufficiency, with various trades and crafts contributing to its livelihood. There were blacksmiths skillfully shaping metal, weavers crafting textiles, and potters molding clay into beautiful pottery. The air was often filled with the delightful aroma of freshly baked bread from the village bakery, tempting passersby with its comforting scent.
Fields of lush greenery surrounded the village, where farmers diligently cultivated crops. Golden wheat swayed in the gentle breeze while rows of vegetables thrived under the nurturing sun. Animals grazed in nearby meadows, adding to the village's livelihood. Sheep peacefully grazed, their wooly coats glistening, and cows lazily chewed on the grass.
Rain and his family made their way towards the second largest house in the village, guided by Leiah's familiarity with the area. The house stood prominently, a two-story structure with a sturdy timber frame and walls made of sun-bleached stone. Its roof was covered with clay tiles, providing protection from the elements.
The house exuded an air of prosperity, its well-maintained exterior showcasing the wealth of its occupants. Flowering vines adorned the walls, adding a touch of natural beauty. The front yard was neatly landscaped, with carefully trimmed bushes and a path leading to the grand entrance.
Surrounding the house, there were several warehouses, each marked with the names of different merchants and traders. These warehouses served as storage spaces for goods waiting to be sold or transported. Stacks of crates and barrels could be seen, containing various commodities such as grains, textiles, and other valuable items.
Leiah took a deep breath while looking at the place; it looked like she had some issues with her family as well. Rain recalled that she didn't talk much about them, after all.
Entering the house, they were greeted by a spacious foyer adorned with tasteful decorations and fine furnishings. The interior reflected the wealth and taste of its inhabitants, with intricately carved wooden furniture, elegant tapestries adorning the walls, and polished floors that gleamed under the soft glow of oil lamps.
Leiah's father, being responsible for managing the storage and distribution of goods, had an office within the house. It was a room filled with shelves, ledgers, and maps where he meticulously recorded and tracked the flow of goods. His desk was cluttered with documents and quills, a testament to his dedication and attention to detail.
When they approached the room, Leiah hesitated in knocking at the door again. Still, soon he heard some footsteps coming from the side, and then she looked to the side and saw a middle-aged woman carrying some papers with her. She looked a lot like Leiah…
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