He is farming in the world of orcs
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  • Reads 42
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 47m
Ongoing, First published Jun 30, 2024
The sky brightened once again.

Thin mist shrouded the vast plains and forests, adding a gauzy veil to everything.

Soft, bright orange morning sunlight slid down from the treetops, collecting on the fields and illuminating the thin mist and the low bushes at the base of the trees.

It was a chilly morning.

Todd huddled in a cramped mountain cave, covered in fallen leaves.

After opening his eyes, he brushed off the leaves from his body, moved the stone blocking the entrance, and sat in the cave, once again gazing at this unfamiliar land.

A primitive, desolate, green land.

This was no longer Earth.

Todd sighed silently and crawled out of the cave.
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It had been this way as long as he could remember, awakening among the trees with his staff in hand and the innate knowledge of winter in the marrow of his bones. He lingered in the forest until the west winds brought whispers of green and the trees began to bud anew, when he would fade like the snow from the mountain's slopes. It was a cycle as old as time, and Lance couldn't begin to count the seasons he had lived.