"Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you."
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________________________________________________________________________ England, April 1416 A.D. - Saint Briavels Castle, WestGloucestershire
>>Okay, so we shall stock everything in here, right?<<
Leon, head of the farmers, demands. Sister Aunjoli nods, hands clasped together and a serious expression on her face.
>>Yes sir, eight out of ten of the crop shall be kept here safely. The villagers will eventually come and stock it in here as well<<
>>And the remaining two?<<
>>A quarter for commerce, the remaining for the monastery<<
>>Aye..drought, who would have expected such a thing<<
Aunjoli sighs.
>>The Prophets did, luckily, or we would have been caught unprepared<<
Leon rolls his eyes.
>>Prophets this and that, I still do not believe this bullshi-
>>Language!<<
>>Oh my God..anyway, I would not be so sure, I mean, do you really trust that boy?<<
Aunjoli nods.
>>Of course I do<<
Leon scratches the back of his neck.
>>Oh come on, look at him, he is a dumbass<<
He mentions, gesturing with his chin to the fields, where Jungkook just dropped a whole basket of fruit and Jimin is helping him pick everything up. Leon seems displeased, then he shouts at the two.
>>Pay attention to what you do, midgets!!<<
The two squint up with surprised expressions, both exclaiming a ''Yes!''. Them both crouch back down, and Jungkook gives Jimin a puppy look.
>>I am so sorry..<<
>>Do not mind, it is my fault. Should have know it was too heavy for y-
