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Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021
Submitted to Contest #94
It was a late evening, the sun’s orange glow hanging like dripping honey over softly blowing evergreen trees. A tall male was farming, keeping to his daily routine. His eyes scanned along the horizon, ginger hair kept in a loose curl as he wiped tired eyes. It was around the season to give his crops up to his boss, a local lord named Laron. As much as he didn't like him, Hugo knew he didn't have much of a choice but to give - the pay was what he needed to live. Hugo was planting seeds at the forest’s border, a soft hum to his lips as he stoo...
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