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posted on Nov 25, 2008 by
Ranger Sheck
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A cold wind blows in from the North, crossing Hopilus and signaling the coming of Winter. The air tingles, and it feels like there’s more than just Frost in the ather. The Autumn Harvest is a time of celebration, but there is more anxiety in the air than excitement. Rumors buzz throughout the cities of Hopitan, Chaduk Haven, Tiasa’s Star, and Martis. The farmers are telling stories as they bring the fruits of their labor into town; some to be feasted upon, some to be stored for the harsh months ahead. They tell tales of vegetables that feel almost alive – radiating with a sensation of warmth, yet still cold to the touch. The beekeepers say their honey pots have a strange glow to them out of the corner of the eye, but when looking directly at them, everything seems normal. The cider has an uneven spiciness to it that even the greatest of brewers and expert tasters cannot place.
Tomorrow begins the week-long Autumn Harvest Festival, celebrated in cities across Hopilus. Preparations for festivities have been made, but doomsayers predict there will be very little cheer…
Last Edit: on Dec 03, 2008
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posted on Dec 03, 2008 by
CARA
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Last Edit: on Dec 03, 2008
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