Note : This chapter contains so disturbing scenes. Please skip if needed.
One of the older farrs interrupted their argunt by saying, "The point now is not about your family's heirloom or the hunters!"
He then slowly turned towards John and said with a voice filled with sorrow, "Leader, I know that you want us to not give up and continue farming, but.... But it's just not possible anymore. We don't want to face the famine again. I think the only thing we can do is to quit farming..."
John looked at the farr with helpless eyes. John said slowly, "I get what your saying, really I do... But, farming is what has sustained us for so long... The satisfaction you gain when you see your plants grow, and then the fulfillnt you feel when people eat your crops happily, these are things you won't find any where!"
The older farr smiled with a tinge of sadness and lancholy hidden within it and said, "But, the hunger that we faced last ti and the sadness that we felt when our friends and loved ones died, those terrifying feelings scare . I don't want a repeat of last ti. I can live without fulfillnt or satisfaction, but...I would feel like dying if such an incident happens again."
The older farr started crying. He said while choking on his tears, "To live... To survive... Do you rember what atrocities we committed before? We ate humans, leader! Human dead bodies! No one knows about this except us farrs! Do you think I felt good, feeding a human to my child?!"
The two brothers that were arguing looked down at the ground and John too looked away, ashad.
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Before the rice donated by the noble had arrived, so people took desperate asures.
at was too costly, and they couldn't hunt the beasts. There was nothing to eat, and their town of ten thousand had fallen to five thousand mbers.
They had nearly killed the king, and were certain that no support would co. So, they did what they thought they never would.
So people scouted for fresh dead bodies, and ate them. So more civilized people cooked human at, while others ate it... raw.
One of the desperates was the older farr. His elder daughter and younger son were crumbling due to hunger. His pregnant wife had it even worse.
He recollected the incident distinctly during the famine. He went to his brother's ho to beg for food. He rembered that his brother had left his wife and children so food that he had bought, and set off to the nearby town to sohow acquire so food.
He decided that he would beg his brother's wife for so food, maybe even touch her feet and kowtow. They were after all related. 'She wouldn't be that rciless', he thought.
But the sight that he saw when he reached her house was still fresh in his mind.
Blood was splattered here and there. He slowly entered the mud hut and he felt his heart lurch at what he saw.
There were four dead bodies. Three children and a won had their heads cut off cleanly. The hut was ransacked. Leave alone food, there was nothing there.
Note : This book is being rewritten and all the comnts for this chapter were for the previous version of it.
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