Casual Farming: A Slow Living LitRPG (Sowing Season Book 1) by Wolfe Locke & Mike Caliban

Author:Wolfe Locke & Mike Caliban [Locke, Wolfe]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2022-05-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-One – A Coming Storm

[The alarm went off; it was 6 AM. Jason was ready to get to work around the farm. He had 36 starting actions.]

[Tess’s Almanac: 4th day of Winter! 87 days until the Winter Festival! Expect the weather to fluctuate between cold and very cold. Also, more snow is expected in two days! If you haven’t picked up all your firewood for the winter, now’s a good time!]

Jason’s eyes flickered open, but he didn’t dare move out of bed. Not just yet, anyway. A cold draft of air blew under his bedroom door, and he shivered. He stayed in that position for many long minutes, perhaps even half an hour, before managing to convince himself to get up and face the day.

His feet stung as they touched the cold floorboards of his room. The small carpet that had once rested there was gone, as he had moved it to a somewhat more important position in the home. He shuffled over to the frosty window and wiped away a bit of the condensation. Down below, several inches of snow still stood, marred by the footprints both of himself and a handful of snow monsters. There weren’t many monsters in winter, to be certain, but there were still a pesky few.

His breath came out in a thick fog, and he felt a bit reluctant. Nonetheless, he turned and walked over to his wardrobe. He dressed in layers, choosing first a set of long johns, then overalls, then a sweater, and then a parka. He also pulled on thick snow boots, though his toes didn’t seem to be in any great hurry to warm up. Finally, bundled up as though he were outside, he shuffled out into his hallway.

A thin film of snow lay across the floorboards there, coming from a bedroom at the end of the hall. He sighed and clomped down the hall and pulled open the door, where the thick blanket had blown away from the window. He frowned in dismay, then turned and went back downstairs. It didn’t take long to find his hammer and nails, and he soon made his way back upstairs once more. He nailed the blanket in place, sick of it blowing away.

[Blanket Stats: Cleanliness: 82. Durability: 30]

“As long as it lasts until I can get the window fixed, I don’t really care.” Jason turned and clomped down the stairs, coming into the kitchen. Before fixing himself breakfast, he went to the living room and got a lively fire roaring in the fireplace, checked to make sure that the blankets in the windows there were doing their job, and then finally walked into the kitchen. He got a second fire going in the stove, then made himself up a steaming plate of pancakes. The smell filled the small kitchen, and as he began to eat the buttery delights, he actually began to feel warm.

As soon as the meal was over, he rose and made his way outside. There, he began to circle the house, checking for more breaches.

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