So, after a couple more days, all the flax grew and I harvested it and made a ton of ropes.
I then set about the momentous project of loading the Knarr. About half way through, my back gave out from all the lifting. I could barely move I was in such pain.
I decided to put the move on hold for a week or so while I healed up. I just could not go any further.
Lacking ambition and quite honestly a bit of depression began to sink in. I thought to myself, why am I moving anyways ??? I had a perfectly nice little house with a
flourishing farm, a few befriended animals and more than enough work to keep me busy. I began to do a mental checklist of the pros and cons of moving and it always
came back to a single idea..... socialization. The people I had met, one lady in particular, was so nice and friendly that it made me yearn for company.
I had gone through the last little bit of cooked food I had not packed and was getting quite hungry. I debated on finding the chests of food and making a fire and cooking
but, to be honest, the thought of all that work did not appeal to me so I decided to look through my barren cabinets once again to see if I had missed packing some morsel of
food I could get by on until I could muster the energy to do some cooking.
One of the cupboards I went through had some yarrow and a few roots in it. I eyed the yarrow and wondered what it would taste like, but after smelling it I almost gagged.
So then I checked out the roots. 3 of them were Rust Roots and 3 of them were some strange root I had found in the trunk of an extremely old fallen tree.
I knew the rustroots were not edible at all so I turned my attention on the strange roots. I smelled them and they did not really smell of anything.
I gathered my nerve and licked it. It didn't really taste of anything. Kind of reminded me of a potato skin. So I gathered my strength and decided to give it a go.
I took a huge bite and began to chew it up. It was very bland and rather insignificant. After a eating the whole thing, I noticed I did not feel satiated in any way. I
was just as hungry as before I ate it. I jumped to my feet to check and see if anything else was in the cupboard when it dawned on me
I just jumped to my feet and it didn't hurt !!! My back !! What magic was this strange root ?? I ate the other two and I was completely healed up ! I felt great, better than ever !
I knew this was a sign that I was following the right path after all !!!