In her dream, she found herself standing in the middle of the village.
The village looked exactly as beautiful as it had during the day.
Warm sunlight covered the streets, and the air was filled with the sounds of ordinary life. Small children ran around and played together, their laughter echoing between the houses.
Old men and women tended to their plants, chatted with one another, or sat outside their homes discussing their plans for the coming days.
Some villagers were heading toward work, while others were busy managing their small shops.
Everyone appeared to have their own responsibilities. Everything seemed peaceful.
It was the image of an ordinary, harmonious village. Then, one day, a man appeared in the village.
He first entered the inner circle of the old men who often gathered together to discuss plants.
Since he was remarkably knowledgeable about herbs and various types of vegetation, the elders of the village gradually began to hold him in high regard.
