16 May 2012
Me and Sylvie where told about the city, tall towering buildings and metal boxes on wheels. I have always dreamt about leaving the country but the city is miles away and over the white tipped mountains which I can only just see. Tiny triangles. One day I will get out of the country side, but there's always a difficulty isn't there? The fields around Broove are full of mercy less wolves, bounty hunters and criminals, who kill just for the sake of it. Lovely. This is what keeps me from escaping the farm life, I no longer want to live.
"So what first? Carrots or fun?!" Sylvie asked with a cheeky grin on her face.
"I hate to say it Sylv but..." I paused holding my breath for no apparent reason "Carrots, then fun." I turned away all tense expecting a few punches.
"What are you doing? I can't be bothered hitting you. Carrots it is." Sylvie answered.
It was early, very early, but days start early for us. Broove consisted of 8 large acres full of corn, carrots and potatoes. In the summer, all 8 acres would be crammed full of different crop like cucumber, strawberries and eggplant. It's only spring. Sylvie was striding ahead whilst I strolled behind. As much as I want to get away from Broove, I want to stay. Golden grass danced in front of me, as if it was trying to impress me. Ahead was the gate of acre 1 , top left of the cottage.
A Girl In The Golden Grass: Part 2 • Opuss № I