Chapter 455: The Fields of Gallowshill
Lyria's POV
Lucian and I came to a pause at what we beheld.
Never in all my life had I seen anything of the like, though, if I am to be perfectly honest, there was very little I had seen of the world beyond the capital. I had known, before setting foot in Gallowshill, that it was a town whose livelihood rested chiefly upon farming. That much had been made plain to me. But I had not been told — I had not been prepared in the smallest degree — for what the farmlands should look like.
There were numerous fields, lying upon a great slope, stretching from the higher ground down into a valley that had become little better than a bog — and I was quite certain that description accurate, having learnt the proper meaning of the word during Baron Redwick's lessons. But it was here, upon this slope, that the whole of the town's people had gathered.
