Oriental Demon

The carriage kept on rolling down the mud track. It left the already remote small town to arrive at an even more abandoned countryside. It was by then late afternoon. The setting sun dyed the sky red. Night would soon arrive as evidenced by the birds returning to their nests. With a yip from the old man, the brown horses stopped. The inertia caused some of the bale to drop. "Mr. Gu, you can come out now." The man introduced, "Welcome to my farm. I'm alone here, unless you count the animals." A few dogs came forward to greet their guest with cheerful barks.