C301 Paracine

The drowsy world had changed. Flowers, plants, and trees began to appear. A cool breeze blew past, causing the ground to rustle. A few withered and yellow leaves floated over with the wind.

It was a peaceful little village. Looking from afar, there were only about a dozen houses made of mud. They were not tall, and dried meat hung in front of their doors.

At the top of the village