Setting (Post #4)

It was a nice day. The air was warm but had a dense feel from all the moisture. There was a slight breeze and with it, cries of help could be heard from men in a rice patty nearby. While traveling through to their location, the air changed, it had almost a drier, crisp feel, not a good sign during rice season. The fields were very dry. Soil would crumble when picked up and nothing felt even remotely wet. Guanyin saw the sad faces of the farmers and the ruins of their food and money source. Later on, as the night approached, she went back to the rice fields and decided to help them by giving moisture to the rice plots. As she squeezed milk from her breasts onto the rice, the soil started to become wetter and healthier. Her milk made the rice flourish, and the next day there was an abundance of white rice. As the sun made its journey back around the farmers saw what happened, and their faces showed pure joy and they set out harvesting on the hot day.