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Post by ian on Sept 29, 2010 14:53:57 GMT -5
Eden stood up as he wipped the sweat off his brow and looked at the fields that we're yet to be plowed with a heavy sigh just went back to work. When he had gotten most of the field plowed it was in the afternoon hour and went over to sit down under a tree. It had all started those years ago when the great disaster had happened then coming here where he was a farmer again. His family seemed to love this life though at times it depressed Eden to think that this was all his life would ever be and just put his head in his hands. A heatwave seemed to have overtaken the island and it just made the work seem to go on forever.
He sighed when thinking of his uncle and father remebering how things had changed yet stayed the same with a sign got back up. Eden had work to do no matter how much time passed and knew that his mother would be disappointed if the work didn't get done. While he smiled at his mother who brought him some water and with a few sips looked up at the sky dreaming for a moment of flying dragonback. It was nothing but, childhood dreams that seemed to get smaller every year in a few years the dream would end and he would be too old. The young farmer picked up the plow and started again as the weyrbeast continued to plow the soil.
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