Struggles

Dora returnef home before the sun had risen fully in the sky. She was carrying her bale of wool. She was excited, this was the beginning of something new.

Nyx was waiting for her to arrive. She beamed as soon as she saw her with the bake of a wool.

"Ah, Dora," she smiled and went to help her.

"It's okay, I can do it myself," she said.

"Just let me help you," she insisted.

Dora shook her head, "No. Why are you up this early, you should be having some rest."

"I can not just sit and let you do all the work. I have to help you."

"All you have to do right now, is rest."

She said, "You are such a nice person, thank you a lot Dora."

She nodded, "All I have to do now is start working, tomorrow should be a proper day to start selling them," she grinned.

Nyx nodded, "I will definitely help you to sort these out," she began to untie them.