She arrived in Moonlit Falls one day in the middle of summer with nothing at all in the world except the clothes on her back and 1,300 simoleans in her pocket. She had used the bulk of her funds to purchase a sizable patch of land on a fairly lonely road.
She looked at her land.
"Mine and no one else's," she thought with a smile, then looked down the lonely road. She saw a mist sneaking it's way through the trees and, in the distance, between her neighbor's houses. It was a dark, cloudy day, but she was immensely pleased.
Her first visitor was the paperboy.
He told her his name was Juan-Marco. She wasn't particularly fond of children, but he seemed and okay sort and she strived to make her first contact in this new town a good one.
Little Juan-Marco told her that on one side she had a cemetery which was (of course) haunted. Between her and her nearest neighbor there was large spaces he called "parks," although to her a park was some place with benches and maybe a swing set or at least some fire pits, and all the spaces around her seemed to have were trees and more trees.
According to the paperboy, a little further down the road was an abandoned building he warned her to stay away from. She could only assume it was also haunted. Not that she would have enough time for such nonsense.
Still further, he said, there was a small but full fishing hole. From what he told her she gathered that it was not stocked, but you could always count on catching a fish or two.
Niv thanked him and sent him on his way, only allowing herself to feel the distaste at dealing with one of his particular age group after he returned to his paper route.
She took another look down her lovely lonely lane, then headed in the direction of the pond. She could wait to get a job for a couple days at least. She couldn't wait to get a line in that water!



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