Chapter 42: Congratulations to the General (I).
The people of Rosewood were its beating heart, known far and wide for their warmth and unyielding kindness.
Before the crimson general's residence, things were different.
"Ngh! Whew… I'm glad the tomatoes are in season. We should give some to General Bonheur once she gets back right?" A farmer wipes off his sweat.
Farmers toiled in the fertile fields, their faces weathered but their spirits bright.
"Aye, they've become my favourite lately." His companion picks a tomato, the red color was certainly iconic. "They remind me of the great general's hair."
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Inside one of the village's buildings, an artist stood before his masterpiece- a towering bronze statue of the Crimson General, Rowan. His hands, streaked with clay and metal dust, moved with practiced precision, refining the intricate details of her battle-worn armor.
