RP post: In Gotland with Kate Barlow

[ostro_goth]

The door opens as if out of a hillside; and below the hill, a farm nestles.

In it centre, there's a large long-house built from field-stones and large beams, thatched in reed and low-eaved; around it, there are outbuildings: baking oven, smithy, chicken coop, storage and the like. Cows, sheep and goats are grazing on the hills around; there are chickens and geese in the yard, and horses in a meadow.

Children are playing hide-and-seek among the buildings, and two tall burly men, one older and one younger, are hard at work at the smithy, mending sickles and scythes.

It is the early evening.

Comments

[ikissdhimbck]

The first thing Kate notices as they walk out into the open is the smell. The air is fresh and clean, sweet with moisture from a fertile land. The scent of animals is pleasant, with the undertone of fresh goods all carried on a gentle breeze. She draws in a deep lungful.

It's practically idyllic. Kate's never seen a farm like this. It's so different from anything she grew up around in Texas. It does remind her of the countryside in France, but she never had the opportunity to wander it; so she beams, turning her face up to shower Teja in the fullness of her excitement.