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man, soft raven hair, chocolaty brown eyes, and narrow nose. He
spent a few days homeless until he learned about shelters and
began gathering everything required to build a house.
“Good afternoon, young man. What would you like to
purchase today?” 1vk’s eyes darted around the shop and pointed
to the lamp. “That brown lamp, please. Thank you.” His deep voice
startled the old lady for a bit as she slowly reached for the lamp.
“You just moved here? I’ve never seen you around.” “Yes, ma’am.
I am new.” She held out her hand, saying, “Very well then, welcome
to Benorpan. I’m Safiya and you are…” “I am not quite sure if you
will be able to pronounce my name.” He shook her hand. “Write it
down. I might be able to read it out loud.”

‘1vk’
The lady’s eyes grew wide followed by a laugh. “Luke!
That’s it, that’s your name.” “Yes, yes, that.” He smiled, handing
the little amount of money he got for her. “No, no, keep it. Take that
as a welcome gift from me.” She grinned widely, handing the
money back to him. “No, no, I cannot take it without paying.”
“Don’t worry dear.” She waved him off and he walked out of the
shop shrugging. The land was given to him by the people there
after learning about him going on a trip but failed to complete it so
he was stuck there. A simple wooden house sat on top of the land
with a painted fence and an area for growing crops. 1vk, now Luke
was extremely happy with what he had and began his career as a
farmer.