Closed H.arvest M.oon thread for @undyingblossoms
Many a town scattered around the country, some of them having trouble getting on with the others. But they all shared one thing in common-- They all looked forward to the weekends. A time where, for one or two days out of the week, towns from all over would bring all the goods they all carried specific to them. And the occasional same thing. Vegetables, fruits, animals, ores, utensils and so much more. All of it sold at all these stalls scattered in this one designated area.
To some it was a celebration of what they all bear-- What they all worked so hard to make. Neji was a simple man from Zephyr town. A quiet, cheerful town with the calming winds and sounds of the windmills could be heard from all corners. And it’s where he spent a lot of his time. If he wasn’t helping his family on their farm and looking after the animals, he was in the three various windmills. Making cheese and teas in the closest to the farm. Pickled goods, seeds and perfumes in the one down the way, jewelry and assorted manufactured goods in the last one. He found it a relaxing pass time. And it was always worth it at the market.
This weekend was no exception either. Their stand was a fair sized one, enough to trade out maybe five or six items at a time on the displays. He always set it up, putting his windmill made goods up along with the stuff gathered from the Hyuuga farm.
To some, this was nothing more than a time to buy and look at what every town had to offer. But for those who were selling, it was a friendly competition, stealing customers and trying to raise more money for their respective towns. And there was always one stand his family always came close with.
