Farm

Wedmath 8

Corrinne Fenflower

Fenflower Farm

The North Fields, Breeland

Owler Carter

Yesterday I finished my interview with Seaver, I watched this man nearly break down from the guilt he carries because he could not protect the wo

Dear Diary,

It's been a while I know, but so little has happened till recently. The trail went cold on that Nighthawk woman or whatever she called herself. I sunk into boredom after that. Tim helped me a lot, talking to him always cheers me up. 

The sun rose, burning through the morning mist that would gather in the lower lying areas of the rolling hills of the small farm. Rubbing his bloodshot eyes, Hollace looked towards the east, where he thought he saw the glow of flames in the darkness last night.

Rod,

Okay, so by now you've probably heard Mel squealing at you about the letter I wrote to her. Yeah, yeah, I'm back in Bree. I'll swing by the farm, I promise. If she's even speaking coherently, hopefully Mel has told you that in my letter to her, I said I had a few things to take care of. I'll be there as soon as I can.

Mel,

It's your brother, of course. I've returned from Kingsfell finally. The parentals are all sorted out, I think. They've got a few new cows, with the coin they saved before they left. 

Honestly, the years I've been gone, I've been bored out of my mind. Even while building the farmhouse, setting up the fences, buying and rationing the feed. I am so excited that I'm back here. It's a lot less depressing, to tell the truth.