Chapter 1: The Trip- Market Place

Dwenlin goes to the market to buy food.

      Dwenlin ate his food in a few minutes, got in a leather coat and left the house. The sun was shining and there was a slight breeze from the sea. There were no clouds and everyone was happy. The market was bustling with people. There where fruit stands, meat stands, clothes, fish, actors, jugglers, men who played with fire. Everything and one was happy. Dwenlin walked down looking at everything as if he had never seen it before in his life, although he had seen it many times. Each Saturday he would go out to the market. And every time his mother would say “don’t pay any attention to the jugglers, and fire players, just buy what you need and leave the market.” Of course he listened to his mother, almost every time. The first time he saw the market he used almost all the money he had to see a show. How stupid he had felt coming home with only a few things on the list saying that the money had run out. His mother had taken his dinner away from him.

      Dwenlin kept walking along looking for the vegetable stand. It was not hard to miss a large stand with carrots hanging from the top, and cucumbers and turnips lying in crates on the sides. When he saw it on his right he went over in that direction when a man walked into him. “Hey watch where you’re going.” The man said as he almost fell over. “I am sorry.” Dwenlin replied. The man grunted and hobbled away. Most likely drunk Dwen thought.

      The man at the stand new Dwenlin from when he was a young boy coming to get vegetables. At the time his mother was with him for it was not safe for him to wander in the market alone. For years now he had been going by himself and new most of the men at the stands. This man wore an old apron and was in his thirties. Prime of live for a human, still a boy for the mamarde, he had blond hair and a clean shaven face. He had a few wrinkles in his face but he still looked young.

      “Hi Dwen, how’s the family?” the man as he waved to a shopper leaving the stand.

      “Oh my parents are alright; my brother cries a lot though.” Dwenlin said while looking and feeling a tomato.

      “Yah the young ones, you did to yah know?” The man looked at him.

      “Yes I know that I did, but it seems that he does more, he is four you know. And he cries a lot for his age is what I am saying.” He said as he took a few carrots and tomatoes in his basket, “I need some celery too John.”

      “We are out, sorry Dwen but the farms celery was not good down in Thremen area, the rain and the storms washed away my crops, so the tomatoes are soft and the carrots, well not to good, and no celery. At least that is what my cousin says, he farms the farm, and has his son drive a cart up here where I sell them.” John moved closer to Dwen, “He may have eaten some of the better ones, he’s the type.”

      “Oh well… see you later I have to go.” He said as he paid for the tomatoes and carrots and left the stand.

      He then walked over to the meat stand; he did not know the owner for there where many and he always chose a different one to buy from. It had meat hanging from the roof of the stand, and meat behind the stand in crates. “Hello sir.” He said.

      “Hello to you to young man. What may I do for you?” The man said after putting a slab of meat in a crate.

      “My mother said that she wanted some good cow meat, I think something called steaks.” He said while looking around at the market.

      “Yes, steaks, ok well I’m not one of those meat sellers who cheats you, selling things for a lot of gold saying that it is good, but I’m going to show you some of my meat.” He turned around looked into some of the crates, and finally found a steak putting it on the counter of the stand where a butcher’s knife lay.

      “Don’t worry about the cheating thing, my mom taught me how to identify a good steak, or any kind of meat. She said that for starters it has to be juicy.” He said while looking at the steak, he picked it up and felt it.

      “That is right, juicy; I never knew how to explain it.” Said the vender took another piece of meat and put it beside the first.

      Dwenlin picked up the second steak and felt it, some blood trickled down his hand an arm as he held the steak. He put both of the steaks down and nodded. “I will take both of these, hum do you have a basket or something to wrap the meat in so that I don’t get cow blood over the vegetables?”

      The vender looked up at Dwenlin musing over what he had said. He looked around the stand and then after leaving for a minute or two he came back with some cow hide to wrap the steaks in. “Will these do?” The vender asked

      “Yes those will do.” Dwen said, gave the vender the steaks so that he could wrap them and pulled out some money to pay with. The vender nodded his thanks, took the money, quickly counted it and put it in his money pouch.

                Dwenlin continued walking, he saw many stands but none of the ones that he needed still. He had bought the meat, the vegetables that he needed, other than the celery. But the list said that he needed to buy some eggs, nails, and some milk which he did last so that it stayed colder longer.

Author's Note

Please help with every thing, mainly description and grammar, and feel free to help me on story line. This is part 4, so please read the others before it.