CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED AND NINE – LEAVING THE VILLAGE

The days blurred together in a haze of hard work and gradual progress. Finally, after what felt like an eternity but was in reality just over a month, Boris declared the truck ready. Standing back, looking at the now gleaming vehicle, Jasmine felt a surge of pride. The old truck looked transformed, its engine purring with a healthy rumble that echoed through the workshop. Boris clapped them both on the shoulder, his face split by a wide grin. "Good job. Very good. Now, we prepare for journey." The news spread quickly through the village. That evening, a feast was prepared in their honor. The entire community gathered, sharing food, drink, and stories. There was a bittersweet quality to the celebration - joy at their accomplishment mingled with sadness at their impending departure. Anya found Jasmine as the party was winding down. "I'll miss you," she said softly. "You've shown me that there's so much more out there. Someday, I'll leave too. I'll see those skyscrapers and fly in an