Warm Farm
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That day started like any other normal day on the farm. Welner looked at the beautiful sky, sensed the morning breeze ruffling his clothes, and felt the pleasant temperature.
At that moment, he was truly glad to be alive and to be overseeing this place. In the beginning, he had done it to ensure a good life for his grandson. However, that had since changed: he had a reason to remain now, a very simple one.
"Morning, mister Welner!" A young girl greeted him. This one looked delicate and gentle, but he had seen her floor a veteran with one punch straight to the jaw when he had been disrespectful.
"Sir, I've done as you've suggested me, and it worked wonders! Changing the plant's position a bit helped so much!" A bubbly young man was radiating satisfaction from this seemingly simple success.