Lahana

Distant love/Romance

This story takes place in a fictional land sometime in the past.

The picture and song have nothing to do with the story I just added them to add them.

It started the day they came. All of them on big ships. They walked in our village and asked to talk to the village chief.

They talked for days. Then agreed that they would all live in peace on our land.

But nothing about it was peaceful.

The village is divided into two sides. The Lotius and the Halais.

I am the daughter of our family's leader Lukas. He is the Lotuis chief. Huluki is the Halais chief.

My name Lahana. I love my father and our family, but... I hate our village.

I hate the rules. I hate the wall, that big old wooden wall that seems so strong but is fragile and and strong wind could knock it down, it separates the Lotuis and the Halais.

I hate the dingy old people. I hate the dull villagers. I hate the arrogant soilders.

I hate it all.

"Lahana! It's time for harvesting!" I heard my mother calling me, breaking me from my thoughts.

I stood up and walked around our large damp shack.

I grabbed my shawl and my fur boots and put them on over the thin layers of clothes I already had on.

I grabbed my satchel and headed out the moist doorway.

"Took you long enough. Come on we haven't the time to waste. Follow. " My mother said gesturing behind to her.

She's more like a boss rather than a mother. I don't remember the last time she told me she loved me.

I followed her down a path in between the various fields of crops. We kept walking till we go to the harvest building. Me and my mother are the head harvesters therefore meaning we are the people who go through every vegetable and fruit harvested, to make sure they are all clean, ripe, and good.

We walked in the building and past all the employees and into our workroom. The whole place is damp and dimly lit, except for our workroom. It's less damp and brightly lit with some of the only light bulbs our village owns.

I hate that. Why are we pampered unlike everyone else? What because we are the Chief's family we should get all the good things? No. We shouldn't.

I sighed pushing those thoughts to the back of my mind and putting my bag on the long dark oak table, that took up most of the room. There was slots with baskets under them, filling with crops. This is where the crops funnel in so we can go through them.

I sat down and waited for a basket to be handed to me. I wish i could get up to go get my own basket.

The service girl came in and handed me my basket and then handed my mothers hers. I started sifting through the fruits and vegetables in my basket placing them on the check-off ramp, sending them down to the docks to be shipped off to other continents.

We get a good bounty for our crops, for we have rich soil here, thats why people invaded our little island.

"Ew." I said to myself as I picked up a almost black goopy apple.

I went through the rest of my job quickly without error, all I want to do is get out there.

I grabbed my bag and said bye to my mother. I walked quickly through the damp harvest building and out to the dense, cloudy village.