Winterblessed Thresh

Who am I you might ask?...Am I the Keepers of Souls?...or am I the Demon Spirit of the Moon?...or am thee who seeks the Souls of the Sea?...or am the devour of Stars?...No...I am...the Gods of Potatoes(Souls/or/Dodo Birds)

At the moment of thunder, Sławek looked at the yard and the ladder moved a few steps and when he put his foot on the next rung, it lost its stability even more. Domejczuk began to slide down with her. Skalski ran to hold her down, but it was too late. Caused by gravity, with no support in the slippery straw base, she fell with Sławek down - straight onto Konrad, who was supporting her. They both fell on the threshing floor, on the pile of straw from the untied packages. Luckily the landing was soft, but they both felt the impact. Skalski groaned and shook his head. Then he saw Slawek's face above him, from a very close distance. His eyes were like two blue skies on the most beautiful summer day. Bright and deep, shadowless clouds, as if they wanted to engulf it with their color. They blinked in surprise, as if surprised that they could be so close to someone else. Konrad felt the heat of his friend's body on him, warmed by effort and heat. He could feel his maddened heart beating, working hard to support his tired body. He could see his deeply flushed face, which was so close it was almost touching his. And he felt the pressure of something swelling growing on his hip... All events, characters and organizations are fictional. The resemblance to any real person, organization, or event is purely coincidental.

Threshed by someone who claims to love you .

My name is Tesfaye Deme and I was born and raised in the countryside. being a rural son, I have tasted hardship and suffering. I was born and raised in kera village in 1996 to Dame and Sufeni. when I was a child, I was an apostle to my parents. aged 4-8 waiting for goats and calves. then the sons of the cows were tormenting me. I kept my bare feet, and the thorns struck me. I went to the local school when I was 9 years old. Our father died and our lives became very difficult. I still continued to help my family. When I get back to school, I do various jobs, herding cattle. We herd livestock in difficult, sandy areas and where denger wild animals are found. When we shepherd, we see a lot of suffering. for example, I was struck by thorns, stoned, rained, beaten by the sun; I was also threatened by wild animals and harassed by lost cattle. So I went through all these problems and now I am in high school. However, I am still working in the countryside. I started ninth grade in the nearby town of Ambo. When school stopped I went back to the countryside and helped my family in all my free time. I dig, I harvest tef, I thresh and I do all the work in all conditions. Accordingly, he reached 11th and 12th grade. There the political suffering intensified. We couldn’t learn our lessons well. We passed the exams with difficulty and entered university. My mother died while I was in my 3rd year of university. Yet all my brothers are married and I am struggling with life alone.