A Distant Day

The academy became quiet after classes ended, and the madder sun glowed on the horizon. Asura sat in the library, his eyes reading a book about the logistics of running your land. 

Books on farming, fishing, hunting, crafting and building were all information he didn't need, but regardless. He sat silently in the library with a single officer sleeping at the front desk. Asura spent hours in this room with the quiet sound of pages turning each second.

'I wonder if there is a way to automate the recovery of the land after a yield, although an alternation of crops that bear high and low loads while revitalising the soils is a good idea.'

'I need something better so they can still eat during the worst years.'

Asura wore a different uniform in this library, his shoulders blue instead of red and black. This meant he was a second year.