They can only go outside in midday - and even then it's only for a few hours. They have to take great care when walking outside - they can't provoke the short-tempered wild animals nor go near shadows of any kind. People don't really want to go out of the village - they find it dangerous and troublesome. Nier, I heard that Popola asked you to pick up some herbs today, so can you please get me some mushrooms on the way as well?" It was the female owner of the food shop. While he was returning their greetings, a voice called out to him. No one was on the roads when he left home, but now it was filled with cris-crossing villagers. Nier held it in his hands, taking great care to not drop it or squeeze it too tightly, and ran towards his house. The chick struggled - maybe it didn't want to leave its companions. Nier couldn't really tell apart the chicks, but he chose the one that looked the healthiest. Well, just take one from the basket over there."Īll of them hatched yesterday. What he wanted as payment for his job was a freshly hatched chick. While the man's wife recovered, Nier woke up earlier than anyone in the village and gathered the eggs. "Here's the payment I promised, but are you sure that you don't need money or food?" Gathering the eggs in the mornings used to be her job. The man's wife had a fever five days ago and slept in. "My wife had just gotten better, so you don't have to come anymore. One, two.the man confirmed the number of eggs, and smiled. The hen owner called out to him just as Nier finished counting the eggs in the basket.
Chickens lay one egg per day, so it's not easy to miss one. Picking up an egg from the grassfields wet with dew, Nier looked at the sky. A "daily life" gained by sacrificing everything.Ĭolors seen in the shade tell of courage and madness.Ī bird chirped at a distance.
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