Opaque reality [ 18 ]

It was afternoon, and most of the adults—even the teenagers and children—in the village were joyfully carrying out different tasks, working together towards the benefit of their beloved lands. Most of the soldiers worked on the guardhouse projects at the different borders, the farmers cultivated their lands—everyone worked hard.

At the farm area close to the southern border, a large number of farmers could be seen working diligently on their various plots of land—some could be seen weeding the grasses, while others were either harvesting the mature crops or engaged in other tasks.

As the sun cast its warm glow over the ripening fields, the breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers and ripened fruits mixed with the earthy aroma of freshly turned soil—birds chirped melodiously from the treetops, adding a cheerful soundtrack to the bustling activity below.