1 going to the merchants

the dirty streets were damp from last nights storm. the sky was still gray.

I walked to the merchants by the doc they came in last week and they are supposed to set out tomorrow so I guess its bake to bread and water for meals.

the little country was on the cost surrounded by dessert, famin chased most people away.

the only resson im hear is because I. well, im the daughter of a piret. he doesn't care much for me I guss.

his name is egles hand, he's not necessarily a bad dad he just wishes I were a boy.

I don't think he minds to much though, as he always compliments me on my looks.

like "arnt ya stunnin taday, or somthing I guss its because of my hair its whight so whight that it reflects the sunsets some days.

anyway bake to what I was doing I was going to get lunch for my father and the cru.

"hello ma'am how can I help ya".

"just 3 bags of rice, 2 lambs, and some of these vegetables."

the man handed me the last of the vegetables.

"would you like some help carrying all this miss".

"no I will be fine thank you".

I suppose my father did treat me like a boy i lifted all 3 bags of rice over my shoulder and held the bag with the vegetables in the same had and held the leads for the sheep in my other hand, and i walked bake to the in.