Saying Goodbye for Good Afterall

When I talked about saying goodbye to the nymphs and wights of my hometown, I didn’t mean for good. I mean, even if I am planning to start a new life in Maple Country, that doesn’t mean I can’t come to visit every now and then. Who wouldn’t want to see all this again?

But soon enough, I won’t be seeing the “lush, abundant greenery” anymore. The landlord has decided that it was to the best interests of everyone that matters (i.e. himself) to sell the greenwood. All of it; just as we feared. Every paddy, vine, and tree.

I knew this day would come. It was only a matter of time until some “land developer” took interest over the vast expanse of wilderness (ka-ching!) where the bourgeoisie can build their ugly, boring houses. Who needs to plant tomatoes and corn, anyway, yeah? Concrete is always much prettier than dirt. And who cares about the farmers? We could always import!

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And so farewell to you, Great Green. You’ve been the prettiest I’ve seen. I’ll take these last pictures now, before you take your final bow.

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From green to grey, this land will no longer pay, neither fruit nor grain, even if it rains all day.

We’re planning to hold a rite of honouring for the ‘soon-to-be-evicted’ nymphs and wights this weekend. Perhaps some of them would be willing to come with me? The House of the Two Trees is always open to kindly spirits.

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