The guardian and his last chance. Realization

XXIX

I yawn greatly, as I streatch out my stiff body. f**k how good the bed was. I don know if I have even had such a good night sleep. Not, atleast not, since the death of my clan. But this place seems to scream my name. So I will give my all to it. Still a bit groggy and sleepy from yesterday feast, I walk in the ensuite. I open the tap. The smell of fresh and cold water hit me. The well of this place must be great. And deep. I cup my hands. I fill them with water. Slowly rubbing my hands and the water in my face. I lick, my lips as I take one of the small towels. Indeed is the water fresh. And by it´s taste I know, it is spring water. The cold water has made me wake up. Rolling my shoulders I enter my bedroom. With a small smile, I take in the sight once again. The room is perfect. THE WHOLE HOUSE IS f*****g PERFECT.

Still smiling I put on a soft short armed shirt, dark jeans. Fast I take the stairs down to the kitchen. The kitchen I like very much. As it gives me great space for working, preparing herbs and preserve food. As I can see the kitchen is big, with a moveable kitchen island. All at all, I would say that the kitchen is about 250 squarfeet big. The island is atleast 50. I like the size greatly. Becouse it will make it possible for me to butcher animals with ease. My thoughts were interrupted, by the grumble of my stomach. To my pleasure I find the fridge stocked. And so are all of the cabinets and drawers. Plus the freezer. I have food for at least a time forward. I take out some bread, butter, cheese and ham. Making myself a big sandwich. With the breakfast in hand, I walked out on the porch. I look to the right. And I can feel how my smile turn bigger. Infront of me is a rockingchair. Delighted I sit down on it. I can hear the wood creak lowly in protest. But it holds. I let it start rock back and forth as I ate. Eating slowly on purpose to let everything sink in more. I can´t, really can´t, clear this chock from my head. I have a home again. Atleast a place to call my own again. For now. But I will be greatful for it. Today I will just let everything be as it is. If I can be still long enough. As I have always been on the move. Always doing something. Even when tha clan was alive, we didn´t take a rest like humans or other non-humans. Our bodies need us to move and use it.

I smack my tongue, in delight. Being delighted full, I rock a bit more. Then I rose up. I walked of the porch. My step is light as I walked over the gravel, to the stable. It is silent, as there is no animals inside. The doors I open, and walk in. Along the walls are stalls for pigs, cows and I geuss horse. But I will not need a horse. In the future some pigs and sheeps. And as I like egg and poultry. Hens, geese and ducks are something I will get. They are easy to breed and take care of. And I have great knowledge of most husbandry. Once again the best benefit of living a long life. The knowledge that comes with it. In the stable were even a area made for coop poultry. But as I want to have different breeds I need to refix it a small bit. I take the ladder in the deep to the loft. Up there, I get another shock. Hay and straw was stocked too. I take a small step back in disbelief. "These wolfs will be the death of me!" I say low to myself. I turn around and glide down the ladder. "Just then animals that are missing."

I shook my head and stepped out into the sunshine. The birghtness made me blink repeatly. So long is the Cabin perfect, the stable very good. Then I have to check upon the barn. But I can wait with checking it out. I guess or more like know that Jacob has done a great job with it too. Instead I feel like working in the blazing autumn sun. And there is a need of cleaning out the remains from yesterdays feast. So I started to fold up the chairs and tables. The folded ones I stack together. Soon enough I have put everyting in neat piles. only left to do is pick up the few pieces of garbage that have been thrown on the ground. I sigh about this. But I can´t say that I didn´t like it. NOT AT ALL. Becouse I really liked, feel as one of the townsfolk. As I have not had a place to call my own, in centuries. In the end I hope that this is the start of the end of my wandering days. That I can settle down again. With no regret, and a beutiful gemstone at my side. I could almost sense it and feel it. Younglings laughing and pulling on dresses and pants. I let out a sorrow filled laughter. It is not longlived. 

The sun is hotter than I thought. So I take of my shirt. Bare of my torso, I start to work. With the last things from yesterday. It was lucky for me that, I found big black sacks. As I filled them up, I tie them closed. At the same time I finsihed, I felt my thirst. Happy of what I have done, I walk up the porch steps and in to the kitchen. I look thru the cabinets after a glass or something to drink out of. And I found glasses In the cabinet closest to the tap and sink. I was pleased to see the sizes of the glassware. The sizes was matched to me. Of course there were some for guests, the smaller ones.  I took out a tankard. Just as I started to pour up water, I saw a note that were fastened on the glass. I took it. With a small frown I opened the note. I drakn my water as I read. "Dragol. This is a housewarming gift from me and Eric. And it is even for thanking you again, for saving my and our daughters life. I want to tell you we has named her, Annabell. Love Clarice. PS you are always welcome to use our outdoor bath." 

My heart flutter slightly at the words I had read. I empty the tankard. Some water flowing from the corner of my mouth. It hit the floor. Or more correctly the carpet, that are infront of the sink. And I fill the tankard up halfway again. With it in my hand, I stepped out again. With a smile, I leaned against one of the posts. Everything from the feast, have been cleaned of. Glad about what I have done I put the tankard to my lips again. I take just a small sips, of the cold water. This is life. I didn´t do anything more. The things I have to do I have no hurry to do anymore. I have time on my side right now. The sun has past zenith, for about three hours ago. My stomach rumbles again. I had not eaten anything since the sandwich. So still with the smile and light heart I stepped back in to the kitchen. I start with my dinner. A simple dish of white river fish, potato and heavy cream, I made. I can cook complicated dishes. But the thing is that simpler is better. Most of the times. As I did with my breakfast, I ate my dinner at the porch. I put down my fork and knife as I had finished eating. Not wanting to leave any of the salty fish sauce, I licked the plate clean. The dish I gathered together and put to my side. Slow I leaned back, on my elbows.

My thoughts wander as I look at the slowly darkening sky. And those thoughts are about this farm. By this time next year, I will have great variety of greens and herbs harvested. Most that I can dry and conserve. But to do that I need to trade for something. And to trade I need money. I know that I will have solide coin for my herbs both the medicinal and spice. If I can get hold of the poultry in one month or two, I have eggs and meat to sell. The sun went down. As it did, darkness got hold of the farm. I rose up, smiling brightly. With the dish in hand, I walked to the kitchen. With hot water and soap I cleaned up after my dinner. I let it all dry of the air. I locked the door, before I walked to my bedroom. "This day went by fast, real fast." I thought to myself. Fast I made me ready for the bed. Just washing of my arms and face. Brushing my teeth, even if I don´t need to do that. They will not rot. I got to my bed. MY BED, just thinking that made me happy. So bloody happy. No one can even understand my feelings about this. I had not felt how tired I was before my body hit the soft bed. My shirt and jeans, I had just thrown on a chair near the bedroom door. I sank into a sleep, without dreams and worry.