Training Grounds

(Hey! If you're new, please read the Foreword first, it is very important, otherwise, you won't understand anything at all. If you've read it already, then enjoy on your journey~)

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I rushed to the training grounds, even with my night gown on, but I started to regret it.

Our village is kind of twisted. We have all types of land and water. Yes, all. 

We have sand, mud, snow and the ordinary, but the weather goes all throughout the village. In summer, the snow would melt a bit, the mud will turn into a grass-less land, and the plants on the ordinary will die. But when rain comes, everything will be back to normal.

As for the water bodies, we have a huge pond, a river, and a gulf that leads to the sea then onto the ocean, and springs.

Another weird factor of the town is the reverse winds. It's very cold in the morning, then it heats up as night falls. 

And now I'm shivering because of the bone-chilling wind.

I carefully surveyed the surroundings. It still looks the same as I left it yesterday. Twenty thick wooden poles randomly stood in the clearing, and beyond those were the target boards placed on different places. Each one is full of holes, but the most noticeable ones are those on the bulls eye circle. The hole is probably 2-3 inches wide.

The grass danced as a breeze passed by, and my arms automatically hugged my body to keep myself warm. I observed everything from afar, I don't want to die because of the cold.

The good news: I'm finished on investigating the area.
The bad news: I can't find my bow.
The baddy-bad news: Kristina screamed.

Her voice came from...

- The tool shed