[ WP ] every person who comments on this are all living in a small village in the countryside . Somehow your story has to tie in with some one else 's story . First person to submit gets to choose the main plot . Be creative !

Nothing ever changes here. I've always lived in the same place, followed the same daily routine, and talked to the same people. It's been years since someone new moved into the village. Supposedly, we're the only ones left. The same story has been passed down for generations- disease ravaged the world and killed everyone who did n't have a natural immunity to it. Of course, this is just a children's tale- I'm sure there never were any other people in the first place. Usually, there's no time to think about such stories. I'm a farmer, and there's always work that needs to be done around here. 
 
 I attach my cart to one of my horses, and prepare to bring my harvest into a more populated area of the village in an effort to trade for some lumber. The ride to the village was nothing out of the ordinary- I did see a bird though. Not sure what it was called, but it was beautiful anyway. The path I traveled down was dustier than I anticipated. I think I should bring a hat next time. 
 
 Eventually, my horse managed to plod close enough to town so I could see scattered buildings and the occasional person. The few children who do live in town were unusually active that day. They were yelling. Cheering, even. Something about a visitor. I smile at them as I ride by on my horse. They're too young to understand that it's a smile of sadness and pity- the visitors they speak of never end up being real. 
 
 While setting up my shop, I notice that the town residents are moving faster than usual- as if they have a purpose. Something strange is going on today, but I'm not entirely sure if I care. 
 
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 This is my first post here- I hope it turned out ok!
