Post by Axon on Mar 12, 2020 17:59:31 GMT -8
Location : Pilaf Land, Earth
Date : ## / ## / 1164
Time : 09 : 00
Temperature : ≈ 30.12 °C
Weather : Sunny
Sunlight beamed bright from far beyond the grand expanse of blue above. There was hardly a cloud in the sky on that fine morning, though a few could be seen floating far and flat in the distance. There was hardly a place where the light could not reach. Where trees and walls stood in the way, they peeked around from leaves and windows- forming scintillating sheens of glistening gold.
Coos, caws, cackles, and clucks came from the fields. Chickens pecked at the ground occasionally as they strutted around at a pace not too unlike a metronome’s ticking interval. Pigs spent the morning in their beds of mud. Cattle, and sheep alike grazed in separate herds and flocks across the vast acres afforded to this farm. Even the trees and underbrush around the farmland were teeming with life. Tiny chirps and creaks came from them.
Whilst the entire farmland lay sprawled over rolling green hills and even certain crop-fields stretched as far as the horizon would allow, human presence was rather limited for it. Spherical drones possessing a pair of spindly metal arms floated over the many rows of crop. A few people oversaw their operation as they scanned the plots present. Some individuals even roamed the area to inspect the plants firsthand.
Old-fashioned barns and houses could be seen in close proximity to harvesting equipment. Fences and simple barriers were enacted to surround the area. It seemed as though the sight that greeted one upon first arriving to this particular land would be a mixture of tradition and development. The times have changed, but the ways of centuries past have yet to change. Perhaps for the better in this case. The roots remain strong whilst the stem grows thicker.
Such was the beauty of a farm in Pilaf Land. It was peaceful. It was well-maintained. It was serene.
Though, there was business to accomplish. Sight-seeing had to take place later on.
Step after step, a figure in black came to visit the area. A gentle breeze rolled past him, rustling his sleek hazel locks softly. Peach skin could be seen bathing in the bright light of day. Gold-amber irises scanned their surroundings cautiously- almost somewhat mechanically so while ambling towards his secure destination. The young man adorned a black, short-sleeved shirt with red and white accents running across its front and edges. A long pair of pants bearing the same shade resided below.
He approached a farmhand tending the fields directly, making a few inquiries with her. Thereafter, he went on to wait by the side of the front of the carrot field with arms crossed and his eyes closed. Another job to be done.
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blizzard He approached a farmhand tending the fields directly, making a few inquiries with her. Thereafter, he went on to wait by the side of the front of the carrot field with arms crossed and his eyes closed. Another job to be done.
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