the day was early, the sun was high north-east, Gladers went about their business; Gardeners in the garden pulling weeds and such. Builders working on some repairs in the Homestead roof from a recent rainstorm, and so on.

there was a chill breeze in the air, keeping the heat from being too unbearable. The sound of faint chatter and leaves fluttering on branches was the only sounds in the Glade on such a peaceful monotonous day. Well, for others, that is.

you, on the other hand, were bored out of your mind in the Medhut. You had been, ever since you hurt your leg splitting wood and got put on bedrest for the next 2 weeks. allow me to elaborate. The axe narrowly missed your target log, which normally wouldn't be a problem on account of the bigger log that was used as a stand for splitting. However, you had managed to hit the one rotten part of the log. It passed right through and hit your shin instead.

Jeff had said there was no bone fractures or nerve damage, and that it would heal fine, given the proper time and rest.

so now you were stuck in the Medhut for the next couple weeks, getting more and more bored by the day.

your self-wallowing was interrupted by a Glader walking into the Medhut.