Sleepysoul

Prologue

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. I sense unfamiliarity, but I still cannot think straight about this feeling that makes me so uneasy. 

Who I am? Where am I? After the moment had passed, I got up from the bed and saw everything in a daze. I was in a single bed that was made from wood and a thin mattress. 

The smells of burning wood lingering and I saw a fireplace in the room. There are no memories in my head. 

I shake my head as hard as I can and hope that things will get back in place. And then I saw a piece of paper that crumbled at my hand.
 
“Dear Vierra, as you wish I erased your memory from your old life and granted you the cooking skills that will help you in this new world. And let the memory of your recipe from passed life remain. I Hope your new life will give you a better life. From me who cannot be named.”

I let out a heavy sigh. Is this some lame joke? There is a sling bag under the tiny table beside the bed. I found a diary with a name written in front of it. 

“Vierra Maverick”

World of Lost and Found

While looking around at the storage, Madame Anne found an old magic pouch bag and gave it to me as my present


I took out a few things  from the pouch bag that were twice of the size of my palm. 


I wish I had some place or a transparent jar to contain these herbs. It will look good if I can line up the spice here. 


I wish I could have a spice rack of my own. Stop dreaming, Verra, you just a temporary worker. 


I pinch my cheek to stop asking so much.


I check the meat from Uncle Darryl. He gave the sirloin beef meat. And some carrots. I can feel joyous in the meat. I touch its texture. It was freshly cut. 


Uncle Darryl did a good job in cutting the meat. I can see the perfect stew for today.


I decided to make a hearty Meat Barley stew. I was singing while organizing the spice and other vegetables. I wish there were refrigerators in this world. It could hold the fruits and vegetables longer.


"You are happy, seems we will have a delicious dinner tonight"


I gave Sir Boru a wide smile. I felt slightly hot in my face. Seems I get embarrassed by his straightforward praise.


I put back the other ingredients inside my new pouch. Since I still don't have my own spicy rack, I just keep everything inside the pouch.


"V… here you are. There was a dangerous blockhead guest tonight, make sure you don't wonder alone outside. This is no good. Here, take this fire shooter gem. Just burn any of them if they approach you. I need to prepare the bath for them"


Madame Anne just stormed in and finished her words and stormed out. Sir Boru gave me the firewood and continued his lively chatting and laughing in the backyard. 


Seems he was talking happily with the blockhead guest while his wife was suffering attending their needs. I put the gem inside my pouch. 


I go to the frontyard to get some fresh air. I sit at the bench and look around. The sky is getting cloudy. 


The sun has started setting down. But the air is still refreshing and the smell of green leaves calm me down. 


"So much expression from a such fine young lady"


I turned around and saw the tanned skin guy from earlier was leaning at the tree near the bench, He crossed his legs while his hand was inside his pocket. 


In a blunt I tell him my name in a straightforward and awkward smile. Seems He understand my simple but slightly rude behaviour.


"Sorry about earlier. I am sincerely apologise for my comrade"


"Actually he was a new member to my group. We just met him week ago when accepting this quest"


He checked my face while saying his origin. I can sense some defensive aura from him. I wonder what this sensitive mood is when talking about his hometown. 


Dylan.