Kakariko Village Fruit Novels & Stories

He brought the basket he’d been holding onto and set it down on the table for the Goddess Queen to see. The basket made with wooden weaves was filled with multiple green-colored fruits. The fruit was called Nori. It was a seasonal fruit and it would only grow around this time of the year in Ehrlich’s soil. Even then, the fruit only grew in the warmest areas down south. Its yield was drastically low, so it was quite difficult to find them in numbers. “It’s been a long time since I saw this!” Alicia looked at the basket with genuine excitement. For the past six years, the time she spent in Coulson, she had never gotten the chance to eat her favorite fruit.

I cut down the wild creepers, removed unnecessary climbers as much as she could. Once the maze of creepers and climbers was cleared, Sia realized that there were a few fruit trees too. Surprisingly none of them were taller than 5 feet. Sia felt like she had won a lottery ticket. There was a cherry tree, mango tree, litchi tree, and a few bushes of chocoberries. Her stomach growled in response to the bushes laden with ripe, brown chocoberries. She plucked some of them and rushed to wash them. There was no kitchen or a sink. So, she took them to the bathroom.

He picked up a rare fruit and started eating it, “Delicious. I’ve so much missed this,” Then he picked another one of the small brown fruit, “This is a rare fruit we call Ah-Kilse. Don’t mind its rough look. Have a taste, dear,” “Okay,” Lavana let him feed her the fruit and her eyes soon widened, “It’s even better than the watermelon,” she exclaimed with delight.

It was Mako the Hunter and the Twins, Bane and Jiro. They were not calm like the Chief. They were full of energy. They were smiling naughty smiles. Mako was holding a large, yellow jungle fruit. It looked like a mango but it was much bigger. Bane was holding a bunch of purple berries that were full of sweet juice. "The Chief has made you a Queen," Mako said, his eyes looking at her body. "But the jungle wants to make you a animal. We want to play, Ava. We want to use the fruits of the island to taste your pussy."

/La Provincia de la Laguna de Bay, June, 1710/ Years seem to pass by so swiftly. Like a nighttime drive, arriving so soon just after you started stepping on the gas just moments ago. Lucas is now eighteen. The village-folk regards him as one of the mightiest villagers that they have. He is likened to the rare, but hardy Narra trees that the villagers are able to cut down from time to time. Whose woods are only meant to be turned into the finest lumber, having a bit of a red hue – like the red flush he always has on his cheeks – and having the timber not equivalent to any other type of wood. He’s the one in the spotlight now, before was Kai Parker – however, he’d prefer to rather not be in th

The silver scar on my arm had faded into a thin, shimmering line, a quiet map of a war that felt like a lifetime ago. "The southern harvest is record-breaking this year," Kaelen said, stepping out onto the balcony. He wore the spectacles of a Master Scholar now, and his hands, though aged, were steady. "The soil is so rich with life-force that the jackfruit are growing the size of small boulders. I’ve had to tell the farmers to stop singing to the trees; the fruit is becoming too heavy for the branches." I smiled, watching the golden sun dip below the horizon. "A good problem to have, Kaelen."

I looked towards the source and saw a beautiful little girl standing in front of my parked motorcycle, marveling at it. I called out to Akira, who was busy picking green grapes. Earlier, when he saw the abundance of green grapes, we decided to stop and gather some to bring back and have as a snack. Akira rarely gets to eat such fruits because they are too expensive for us humans in the human world. I don't know. As time goes on, the price of things keeps increasing to the point where they're almost as expensive as gold. "Akira! There's a child!" I called out to Akira, but he didn't budge from eating and picking grapes. He still didn't pay attention to me, so I left him and approached the chi

When good things come, our past desires also reborn. It has been Essi’s hobby to stroll the Bordeaux market and find good deals there. Her stroll towards the inner parts of the market feels like her fresh meandering in the market of Bayanihan as well. From there, she learned that the best stalls are often at the hinter parts of the market and the best products are often hidden or covered by the old supplies. She happily picks up oranges and other fruits. A special stall offers fresh buko as well. She thought of preparing a buko salad as a special dessert for Oneil to enjoy. While she was waiting for the vendor to pack her items, some fruits rolled towards her feet.

“So where is this Deleima and what gossips do you have on this place?” Jai asked Darrion as they flew above the flower meadow in the South Gate. “Southward from our beautiful castle walls. The famous thing from that village is the Derima fruit. It tastes sweet and sour, and it’s a bit addicting to eat it one by one,” Darrion chuckled, seemingly having reminiscence of him eating the fruit. “You know how small bits it is, and what’s the most charming from it was that it doesn’t have any seeds! The tiny fruits are the seeds, and we can eat them like normal fruit flesh! How cool is that?!”

she sighed, turning to face the direction the ship was going. “It looks like a drone show,” Frank said vaguely. "Have you seen it before?" Kara shook her head. Her eyes sparkled watching how the flying lights turned yellow, then moved to form a lemon. "This is a new thing to me. I never know this can be very beautiful.” Frank secretly smiled. Standing next to Kara, he also looked up. “Then enjoy it.” Kara no longer thought about the conversation. Her attention was fully focused on the lemon that had just been cut in half. The seeds then turned into green and slowly grew bigger. However, when the tree made fruit, it was not lemons that appeared, but hearts.