Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. For a brief second, I felt her pain. Then my thoughts drifted to my dad. I can’t imagine a world without him, without seeing his smile or hearing his laughter. It would all be gone if I didn’t do something.

   “Teagan,” I slowly said.

I sat there dazed, wondering how many times I would meet Teagan under unexpected circumstances. It was astonishing how our paths kept crossing.

   From behind the bush, I could see Teagan dismounting her horse and moving towards a grave. It was on the richer, more wealthy side of the cemetery, where the councilmen and their families and such were buried.

    I swung my sack around as I strolled through the roads. The miller and his huge storage house were located in the town square, amongst the well-known shops just bustling with villagers. Already there was quite a crowd… more than I thought there would be. I was earlier than normal today, coming directly from the courthouse, and apparently, everyone else was to… ​

His face was swelled with a terrifying, eggplant purple color. “S-sir,” the sandy-haired boy stuttered. 

Farmer Kalor turned his attention from me to him and gruffly said, “Well? What is it?” 

   “This boy was trespassing, I caught him,” he said. I was tempted to retort that he was sleeping on the job, but it wouldn’t really make much of a difference. I would just be getting him into trouble, and what good would it do for either of us?
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  The colors of the evening sky lit up the dark valley where the small city outskirt villages slept and the vast farmland stretched to the horizon. It was a tiny but nice place, where houses were tucked under the rolling hills and endless farmland. Beneath the peace that seemingly cast a layer of mist over the village, was an unrest that stretched throughout the land.