Stardew Valley - The Flying Farmer

Spring, Monday 1st - It's a Big World Outside

Tis the day I finally move to Stardew Valley, as a farmer I was destined to be. So far, everything has been great...after leaving Aunt Peggy's warming hospitality... (Missing her humble cherry pies already...!) I boarded the rickety bus, bound for Stardew Valley, towing a case packed with every inch of my personal belongings. I stared into my family's heirloom, that stood as the McSopwith's recognition for airborne agriculturalists; My flying helmet and, since I was soon to carry on the torch of my family, I gave it a good patting, pulled it open, and tugged it slowly onto my head. A grin grew on my face as I adjusted my glasses beneath the bounded leather. On went the goggles after, fastened just taught enough, making minute adjustments to the strap to keep it secure.

Looking around, there weren't much other passengers on board and those got off some stops further down the road... then it was only me and the driver rumbling along the rickety and cracked road, winding through the rolling hills and passing lush green forestry. As the cities faded beyond the horizon, the sky transitioned from a murky grey smog to a crystal-clear blue hemisphere, where the sun took every chance to pierce through the gaps in the clouds; Warming the otherwise darkened interior of the shuttle as we neared our destination. I twirled my thumbs in anticipation and boredon, the journal was long and tedious and it would be enough to make me question the authenticity of my destination.

Was it really a false dream? Could I really be led somewhere else...to hopelessness?

Then, the bus engine dies and came to a grinding halt as I heard the driver beckon:

"Stardew Valley, last stop!"

My face smiled at the name and I rose from the tattered seat, gripping the handle of my suitcase, as the gas-powered doors pushed themselves apart. Once I ventured out into the big wide world again, a glaring sunlight casts down upon my greyish face. A cool breeze whispered through the trees with a strong hint of pine, a true comparison versus the stale urban air. I took it all in and made a deep sigh when all of a sudden...

"Hey, Robbie!"

As I looked out in front there was yet another surprise as, standing before me, there where two individuals: One I was unsure of but the other who I recognised in an instant: The tall, yellow and orange clothed woman, with a warm welcoming smile.

"Robin?!" I gasped out. I could see her trademark smile on her face as she opened out her arms. Dumping my bags, I rushed out and flew into her arms, wrapped inside her oak-fumed embrace.

"Boy am I glad to see you here! How was the trip?" She cackled.

Robin, and her family, have been friends ever since with ours. My Pa and her husband have been mates, ever since they were young. She and them would visit to come chat and share gossip from where we were. I had never known that she had found herself living here in Stardew, so to see a familiar face lifted my spirits upon walking into a new world.

"It went well, just I'm so excited to be here!" I sniffed out an answer as we let go.

"Glad to hear... but we got someone here to meet you; This is mayor Lewis, he owns the town." She introduced me to the elder looking man, as he politely touched the rim of his hat and gave me a smile. While he looked middle aged but there's something that made him youthful. Perhaps his personality and spirit of profound wisdom.

"Hello, Robbie and yes, I am Mayor Lewis and I look after the folks in Pelican Town. Robin has been talking all about you and it brought me great pleasure to meet someone new moving into our amazing home.

Come, come, I believe you are here to see what your grandfather had left you." He said and they brought me to this tattered, overgrown region. I scratched my head at the thought of a "private oasis" ... yet it looked more like a wilderness than it was a farm.