Peaceful Farming (9)

As twilight settled, the three shared a meal on the porch, the aroma of fresh bread and stew filling the air. The boy excitedly recounted the day's adventures, his stories growing more dramatic with each retelling.

Arpious leaned back in her chair, her gaze drifting over the farm. The fields, the orchard, the animals—it all felt alive, connected by the work they had put into it. Each task completed seemed to carry over to the next, creating a steady progression of growth and improvement.

As the stars emerged, Elara handed Arpious a steaming cup of tea. "You've made quite the difference here," she said softly.

Arpious nodded, a rare smile tugging at her lips. "So have you."

Tomorrow would bring new tasks, building on today's efforts. But for now, the farm was at peace, a testament to their shared labor and growing bond.