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New World New Life

What would you do if you woke up in a forest with no memories? Would you cower in fear, or explore the strange new world? Join Vyrena on her journey through Gaeia as she tries to figure out her mysterious past! With the voice in her head named Dotty, she will make friends, enemies, gain new powers and become the greatest warrior she could ever be! Will she find out who she was before? What will the new world bring? Join her journey and find out! Will she find a dash of romance along the way? She just might! _____________________________________________________________ "Where am I?" Vyrena asked herself. The girl tried to move her body, but all of her muscles and bones ached. Her throat was as dry as the desert, she needed water. In the near distance, Vyrena could hear the sound of moving water. Gathering all of her strength, she crawled inch by inch towards the water source. Upon reaching the riverbank, she quenched her thirst greedily. It tasted clear and refreshing, a good sign. She could feel the dirt and grime that covered her entire body. Unable to bear it anymore, Vyrena dunked herself into the water. The cool refreshing feel of the river water jolted her senses. As she emerged from the water, she could finally open her eyes and take in her surroundings. -How did I end up here?- she thought to herself. She tried to remember what she could. Memories flashed through her mind. - I died - The realisation shocked her to the core. Her eyes were wide open. Recalling the details made her head spin. She recalled drinking a substance and laying down in her bed. A familiar hand held onto hers, his words echoed in her mind. -I'm here for you. I'm here for you.- But as soon as that memory faded, new memories from the host body bombarded her. When the recollection of memories was complete, a voice popped up in her mind. _____________________________________________________________ I hope you enjoy the story! If you love it or maybe not, give me some feedback in the comments or in a review! All feedback will be greatly appreciated~ As of 20th June 2021, is completed, thank you for everyones' support. I will likely write a sequel in the future. PS: The current cover was commissioned from the amazing @balqizu on Instagram! Thank you so much for bringing them to life! T^T Join my discord server: https://discord.gg/hYdy6uU Come chat with me on Discord at ValestriaMoon#9724! A huge thank you to everyone who supported me in posting my novel XD you know who you are~

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Harvest Festival

She helped Carole to display the new clothing pieces and rearranged some of the small pieces of accessories. As they worked together, Carole explained to Vy the different types of fabric and where they came from.

"What do most travellers like to buy," Vy asked out of curiosity.

Carole pondered for a while, "That very much depends on where they came from and where they are headed next."

She walked to the back of her shop and took out a scroll. When she unfurled it, it revealed a map of the nearby region, with the furthest city no more than a week's journey away, with the town in the centre.

"I got this map to help me identify where the customers were coming from, to see what they would need for their journey," Carole explained.

With the town they were in at the centre of the map, Carole explained that at this time in the year when the season of Summer is coming towards an end, people are likely travelling from neighbouring farm villages, tribes or towns to this town for the combined Harvest Celebrations.

Merchants would be bringing with them meat that was ready for smoking, preserved fruits and vegetables. While refrigeration does exist in this world, food would go bad eventually. Folk from the farm villages usually prefer to purchase simpler clothing, and in preparation for the upcoming winter, warm clothing.

If there were new children in the family, baby clothing would be needed. Carole always made sure she had some in stock. But for the Harvest Festival, most customers were either looking for their best dress outfits or warm clothing for the Winter. Shoes also bring in good profit at this time of the year as it was important for farmers when they were out in the fields or out in the forests during winter.

While Carole mainly sold clothing and accessories, she carried a small selection of shoes that were made and sold by the nearby shoe shop owner Mycah. Both sellers stock a small amount of each other's merchandise to sell customers since the goods were closely related.

If the customer wanted more variety, they would recommend them to each other's shop, thereby giving business to each other.

"That's really smart, Carole! I'm impressed," Vy said with glee and approval.

"Well, that's just one of the many tricks I have to keep that greenhorn Walron away from my customers."

Vy's eyes lit up, "Walron? The man who owns the clothing shop two stores down?"

Carole nodded, "Who else? That sly fox has a way with words and expensive taste. But don't be fooled by his items. They look pretty but they don't last long."

Vy pondered for a bit. With the knowledge that Carole had taught her, Vy thought about the clothes she had seen from Walton's shop. She had to admit, the bright colours and styles he carried was what attracted her attention.

But a simple touch and further look at the material revealed that the sewing and quality were not as good as what Carole had. As she looked at the fabrics, Carole quietly observed her concentration.

When she first walked into the shop, Carole was curious by her dressing. But after talking to her, she felt as if the girl was knowledgeable far beyond how she looked. She was wise, quick-witted and nice. Not only that, she was respectful and curious. Carole had met a number of rude people in her lifetime, so she was no stranger to nasty people.

It was always nice to meet and get to know someone who was nice and appreciative once in a while. Hence, Carole wanted to impart her knowledge and skills to this young woman. Vyrena seemed like someone who would achieve great things one day.

"Carole, do you get your pieces from the same merchants as Walron," Vy looked up and asked, "It's just that I noticed some of the designs are similar. You need not tell me if it's a trade secret or anything."

"That's quite alright. Some of the pieces yes, we do get them from the same merchant."

She could even tell that? Vyrena was observant! But her expression seemed vexed, was something wrong?

"Is something wrong," Carole asked out of curiosity.

Vy shook her head, "Oh it's nothing, I was just wondering."

The two women carried on with their preparations and as the day progressed, they chat about all sorts of things. Vy learnt that Carole was born in this town they were in. In her younger days, she travelled to one of the neighbouring cities to apprentice for a seamstress and joined a guild.

She sewed fabrics and clothing pieces for a long time before she finally decided to open her own shop. She became a travelling merchant for years. As she grew older, she felt that it was time for her to slow down her pace and return to her hometown.

She set up her shop on Market street but the increasing cost of rental and inflow of customers were too much for her to handle. So, she traded it in for a stall in the town market and that was it. While the stall in the market was smaller she felt more alive. There were fewer things to manage, but she was able to get to know her neighbours, and her customers better.

As they continued to serve customers throughout the day, Carole would introduce Vyrena to her regular customers. She would teach Vyrena their likes and dislikes, how to communicate with customers and how to manage the pricing of the items. Customers were always out to look for a bargain and would often try to haggle the prices but Carole kept her cool.

She was level headed, no matter how heated the customer might become when they were negotiating. When the day was over, they packed up all the clothes and Carole brought out a small table and brewed a pot of tea for both of them.

There was so much to do that Vy found it hard to believe that the day was already over. If it was not for her growling stomach, she would not have remembered that they had not eaten since the afternoon.

"I'm sure you're hungry now. But no worries, food would arrive soon enough."

A hard day's work deserves good food as its reward!

Every meal of the day is a reward on its own, don't you agree?

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