This is the life of Vatu, the son of a shepherd who is no longer just a shepherd.
He shook his head and pulled his sheepskin blanket over his head. He wanted to forget everything and just sleep. As for the others in the village, they all have woken up and the entire village is waking up
The sound of a dog barking could be heard.
A wooden cart creaked along the hard packed earth.
Somewhere nearby, a woman is scolding her son for spilling the milk of the Tayak. This is just the few sounds that Vatu could hear it
The village is already waking up and everyone is already doing their work.
On the other side of the village, there is a person banging the hammer against metal, rhythmic ringing fills the forge
There is the merchants who is just beginning to set up stalls, people who is going to the sheep to herd them and those who herd horses bringing them to their grazing spots.
As for Vatu who is in the tent he shook his head
"Ah" he suddenly screams
