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My thoughts on Baldr, life in it, and its inhabitants
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In our age of rapid civilization development, people are increasingly choosing to move to large cities to be closer to the fast-paced progress. I myself have not yet had the opportunity to visit these huge settlements, but I have read that life there flows like a full-flowing river, and the inhabitants rush along with it in an endless stream. Their lives are filled with various concerns and hardships, but sometimes it seems to me that this current also carries away pleasant, rare little things; fleeting moments that we casually leave behind, and then regret very much.
Perhaps Baldr cannot boast of multi-story buildings, mighty factories and shipyards, noisy shops and concert halls, but it seems to me that it is quite possible to find something much deeper and more intimate here, something that the success-driven bourgeois often do not pay attention to. Life here is not like a raging river; rather, it is like a small, but deep and steady stream. Where the river encounters a mountain blockage, it will overflow its banks and flood the coastal lands; there, the stream will continue to slowly grind away at the obstacle in its path until it breaks through to freedom.
I have often read the opinion that the inhabitants of villages are all, without exception, drunkards, fools, and thugs, but it seems to me that this is a common misconception. In Baldr, you can meet a variety of educated and well-read people who are ready to share their accumulated knowledge and engage in more than one interesting discussion. There are brave and courageous warriors here, always ready to come to the aid and support in difficult times. Kind-hearted, generous servants of the church. You can always turn to first-class medical specialists for help, try on clothes and jewelry made to the highest quality, visit a cozy cafe with friendly and hospitable staff and excellent cuisine, have fun and spend time in good company, or learn more about hunting and the surrounding world. Find something to your liking in the library, find out and discuss world news. And, of course, get to know our Baron Gungnir von Breckenheim, a man of the most just principles and high qualities; and his infinitely kind and caring wife. Not to mention my numerous brothers and sisters, with whom we became related through our shared childhood in an orphanage thanks to the kindness of our adoptive parents.
Unfortunately, in recent years, the hardships of a bustling, human-filled progress have also reached our settlement. Many have become seriously interested in economics: growth, supply and demand, profit, profitability. Some are moving to larger cities to provide for themselves and their families or simply to find new ways to earn a living. The surroundings are becoming an increasingly dangerous place for walks: it is no longer so easy to admire our mighty mountains and centuries-old forests. I will not lie, I myself sometimes think about going on a journey, seeing the world, and looking for myself. But despite this, I am sincerely glad that I had the opportunity to spend my childhood and youth in Baldr. I learned about the true life of small, but friendly villages, where everyone is ready to listen and help each other, where there is no pretense, falsehood, and hypocrisy.
Of course, because of this, we also have frequent squabbles and disagreements, disputes and grievances. But I think that the ability to overcome these difficulties, to accept the opinions of others, and to seek peace with them is what truly distinguishes a close friend from a mere acquaintance. And although I find it difficult to be sure of this, because all my relatives except my sister died long ago, I know for sure where I can always find my true family.
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Signature: Renold
In our age of rapid civilization development, people are increasingly choosing to move to large cities to be closer to the fast-paced progress. I myself have not yet had the opportunity to visit these huge settlements, but I have read that life there flows like a full-flowing river, and the inhabitants rush along with it in an endless stream. Their lives are filled with various concerns and hardships, but sometimes it seems to me that this current also carries away pleasant, rare little things; fleeting moments that we casually leave behind, and then regret very much.
Perhaps Baldr cannot boast of multi-story buildings, mighty factories and shipyards, noisy shops and concert halls, but it seems to me that it is quite possible to find something much deeper and more intimate here, something that the success-driven bourgeois often do not pay attention to. Life here is not like a raging river; rather, it is like a small, but deep and steady stream. Where the river encounters a mountain blockage, it will overflow its banks and flood the coastal lands; there, the stream will continue to slowly grind away at the obstacle in its path until it breaks through to freedom.
I have often read the opinion that the inhabitants of villages are all, without exception, drunkards, fools, and thugs, but it seems to me that this is a common misconception. In Baldr, you can meet a variety of educated and well-read people who are ready to share their accumulated knowledge and engage in more than one interesting discussion. There are brave and courageous warriors here, always ready to come to the aid and support in difficult times. Kind-hearted, generous servants of the church. You can always turn to first-class medical specialists for help, try on clothes and jewelry made to the highest quality, visit a cozy cafe with friendly and hospitable staff and excellent cuisine, have fun and spend time in good company, or learn more about hunting and the surrounding world. Find something to your liking in the library, find out and discuss world news. And, of course, get to know our Baron Gungnir von Breckenheim, a man of the most just principles and high qualities; and his infinitely kind and caring wife. Not to mention my numerous brothers and sisters, with whom we became related through our shared childhood in an orphanage thanks to the kindness of our adoptive parents.
Unfortunately, in recent years, the hardships of a bustling, human-filled progress have also reached our settlement. Many have become seriously interested in economics: growth, supply and demand, profit, profitability. Some are moving to larger cities to provide for themselves and their families or simply to find new ways to earn a living. The surroundings are becoming an increasingly dangerous place for walks: it is no longer so easy to admire our mighty mountains and centuries-old forests. I will not lie, I myself sometimes think about going on a journey, seeing the world, and looking for myself. But despite this, I am sincerely glad that I had the opportunity to spend my childhood and youth in Baldr. I learned about the true life of small, but friendly villages, where everyone is ready to listen and help each other, where there is no pretense, falsehood, and hypocrisy.
Of course, because of this, we also have frequent squabbles and disagreements, disputes and grievances. But I think that the ability to overcome these difficulties, to accept the opinions of others, and to seek peace with them is what truly distinguishes a close friend from a mere acquaintance. And although I find it difficult to be sure of this, because all my relatives except my sister died long ago, I know for sure where I can always find my true family.
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Signature: Renold
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