No flat land here: only raised, beveled, sloped, and lumpy earth. Yet, many villages have been built here. Town halls with crooked clock towers. Cracks and spurts in the town square fountains. Fields run into wet lands and the farmers plow uphill and down. Houses have bumpy floors. Every home and building includes a first aid kit filled with ointments, bandages, healing herbs, and compresses.
There’s no bureaucracy, so the pace is swift, but mistakes in diplomacy are often made. The leaders frequently backtrack.
“That is not what was meant,” the Clumsy leaders explain. “Really, we meant to…”
Still trade and commerce persist. Carts roll over lumpy roads piled too high with goods. War is, for the most part, avoided. The silly unkempt land and its inhabitants seem harmless enough, even endearing.
"Look at the quaint villages, those open fields, and quirky buildings scattered this way and that!" exclaims Miss Doe Friend.
There’s no bureaucracy, so the pace is swift, but mistakes in diplomacy are often made. The leaders frequently backtrack.
“That is not what was meant,” the Clumsy leaders explain. “Really, we meant to…”
Still trade and commerce persist. Carts roll over lumpy roads piled too high with goods. War is, for the most part, avoided. The silly unkempt land and its inhabitants seem harmless enough, even endearing.
"Look at the quaint villages, those open fields, and quirky buildings scattered this way and that!" exclaims Miss Doe Friend.
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