I bought mountains.
I’m tired of dealing with people. My marriage is over, and I’m tired of everything.
I don’t care about women anymore either.
I became a recluse, but thanks to a connection with my mother’s relative, I bought two mountains.
There’s no real meaning to that, I just had to buy them in a set of two or they wouldn’t sell them.
There’s a house where the former village headman lived, so that’s where I moved.
I felt lonely after living here for three days, so I went to the village at the foot of the mountain, where a festival was taking place.
I bought three colored chicks at a stall during the festival. The ones that have their heads coated with different colors. That should make me feel a little less lonely.
I asked about how to look after them, and heard there were all sorts of preparations that had to be done, so I bought food for them and went back.
But these chicks’ tails look like reptile tails.
A month later, those chicks grew to be about twice the size of regular chickens. What’s going on here?
Looks interesting:)